Anthony Adams grips Maxx Mackenzi’s hips as he slams into him, the rolled-up towel muffling their wet sounds while his fingers dig into the slim, clean-shaven back. Maxx takes him deep, his short dark hair damp with sweat as Anthony’s cock swells inside him, while his own hand works his length outside. The couch creaks under them as they move, kisses turn rough, fingers trace slick holes, and the air fills with the sharp, hungry breath of men who don’t stop until they’re both bare and trembling.
