Dmitry Osten gets pegged and whipped

Dmitry Osten kneels as the bearded man presses his mouth down hard on his cock, fingers already working his hole open while wax drips from a heated tool, searing his smooth skin. The lean, dark-haired man holds him steady, guiding the molten streams with deliberate precision as Dmitry’s breath hitches between gasps and moans. The wooden cross looms behind them, silent witness to the burn and the stretch as the wax coats his back in glistening trails.