Damian Dickey grips Aaron Aurora’s hips hard as he slams into him against the locker, the metal groaning under their weight while Aaron’s tattooed arms brace against the wall. A towel clutches his cock as he jerks himself off, his breath ragged, while Damian’s mouth seals over his throat, fingers digging into the smooth skin of his ass before slipping inside. The air smells of sweat and musk as Aaron takes Damian’s cock deep, his lean body arching into the thrusts, the locker room mirror reflecting nothing but the, unfiltered motion.
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