Andy Chou’s broad hands grip Leo Helios’s hips as he bends low over the greenery, his dark hair framing a smooth, taut backside. Chou’s fingers slide deep into the tight hole while their mouths crash together, teeth catching, tongues tangling. The slim, muscular frame of Helios trembles under the rough pressure, his fingers gripping the grass as Chou works him open.
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