Chad Porter’s dark hair and tattooed chest dominate as he drives into Travis Stevens’ hole, his grip tight around the blond’s hips while Travis arches beneath him. The fingers of one man trace the crease of the other’s ass, lips seal over the tight ring before the cock takes over, each thrust pulling a sharp gasp. The bed creaks under their weight as the top’s rhythm turns relentless, the bottom’s hands gripping sheets or sheets or sheets, no, just the bed.
