Pan Bash and Reece Gray

Pan Bash dominates Reece Gray’s body with a grip that holds him still while his tongue traces the tight ring of his asshole, fingers already working inside. The dark-haired, muscular man above pins him down, his own cock thick and veined as he guides it into the hole, the stretch visible in the tight flesh. Reece’s hands grip the sheets, his breath sharp as Pan’s weight presses him deeper, the first slow thrusts already driving him into the bed.