Riley Wiggins & Cain

Riley Wiggins and Cain kneel on a couch, one’s dark hair framing a muscular chest while the other’s lean frame stretches out beneath him, tattoos tracing the lines of his back. The sitting man grips his own cock with rough, deliberate strokes, his mouth locked around Cain’s throat in a bruising kiss, while fingers slide deep into the prone man’s asshole. Feet press into the couch, anchoring them as the sucking pulls hard, the jerking grows faster, and the air fills with the wet, hungry sounds of two men lost in the act.