Jake Hurley’s beard scrapes Joel Tamir’s throat as he grips his jaw, fingers tangled in the dark hair while the other man’s tongue drags slow circles around his cock. Joel kneels between his legs, pink cuffs biting into his wrists as he teases the tight ring with deliberate pressure, then pulls back just enough to watch Jake’s breath hitch before swallowing him deep. The bed creaks under their weight as Jake flips him onto his stomach, fingers probing the slick hole while Joel arches into the stretch, his ass clenching around the intrusion. The cuffs dig deeper when Jake finally lines himself up, the first thrust splitting them open with a wet, brutal force.
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