David Heydon grips Joshua Cartier’s hips, his knuckles white as he slams into him from behind, the bed creaking under their weight while Cartier’s fingers dig into the sheets. Heydon’s beard scratches Cartier’s back as he rims him, then flips him onto his stomach, his cock already slick with precome as he lines up and drives deep. Cartier’s ass clenches around him, his breath ragged, while Heydon’s hands grip the pillows for leverage, each thrust harder than the last.
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