Sebastian Kane & Alex Faux

Sebastian Kane’s thick fingers dig into Alex Faux’s hips as he pins him to the bench, clamps biting deep into his asshole while his tongue traces the tight ring. The bald, stocky man holds him steady, fingers probing inside as Alex’s breath hitches between kisses, one hand gripping the restraints, the other tangled in Kane’s graying hair. The wooden bench groans under their weight, the clamps marking every thrust of Kane’s tongue against flesh.