Blake Mitchell’s hand slaps Elliott Grey’s bare ass hard enough to leave a bright red mark, while the wooden paddle follows with sharp, rhythmic strikes that make the lean, dark-haired man gasp. Elliott clings to Blake’s shoulders, his glasses slipping as Blake switches between open palms and the paddle’s stinging wood, each blow driving him closer to the bed where their bodies press together in desperate, trembling kisses. The green-and-white striped shirt stays on Blake’s chest as he pins Elliott down, his own breath ragged with the weight of every strike.
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