Trained And Drained

Sean Peek grips Ryan Bones’ hips as he pins him down, his tattooed arms flexing over the straps while Bones gasps into the mask, his fingers digging into the leather. Peek’s tongue traces the tight ring of his hole before pulling back to tease the sensitive skin, his own cock throbbing as he jerks himself off in time with the slow, deliberate thrusts. Bones arches beneath him, his muscular frame trembling as Peek’s fingers slide inside, then his cock, the wet sounds of fucking mixing with the rhythmic slap of skin against leather. The mask muffles his moans, but his grip on the restraints tells the whole story.