Finn August flips Julian Brady onto his back in the woods, gripping his muscular arms as the blond kneels in gravel, his tattooed chest rising with each breath. The American flag snaps in the wind while August’s tongue traces the tight ring of his hole, fingers probing deep before Julian’s cock swells against his lips. They strip away clothes, leaving only sweat and the rough bark behind as August drives into him, his grip bruising the other man’s hips.
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