Cody Seiya pins Seth Cain down on his knees, his tattooed arms flexing as he drives into him with the strap, while Seth’s clean-shaven jaw clenches around Cody’s fingers thrusting into his asshole. The blond’s cock swells as he jerks off, his grip tight around his own shaft, while Cody’s tongue traces the tight ring Seth’s hole offers. Seth moans low, his dark hair falling forward as Cody’s fingers slip deeper, then pulls back to lick the slickness from his knuckles. The bed creaks under Seth’s weight as Cody’s hips snap forward, the strap cutting into his thighs with every hard thrust.
