Dick Casey & Jason Mike

Dick Casey grips Jason Mike’s hips as he sucks his cock hard, the dark-haired, tattooed man’s fingers already working his hole while the other leans back, muscles taut against the rough wood. Pink flowers drift past as Casey’s tongue drags up Mike’s shaft, his grip bruising, before he shoves two fingers deep, no hesitation, just the wet sound of skin stretching. Mike arches into it, his breath ragged, while Casey’s other hand pulls his own cock, thick and ready, the bench creaking under their weight.