Cameron Kincade pins Tripp Townsend’s hips to the mat with a brutal shoulder lock, his dark hair slicked back as he drives his weight into the submission. Tripp’s clean-shaven jaw clenches against the pressure while Cameron’s fingers probe his asshole, the yellow boundary line of the mat marking their struggle. A kiss cuts through the tension, but the moment it ends, Cameron flips him onto his stomach, fingers still buried as he lifts Tripp’s hips for a deeper thrust. The wrestling holds never stop, grappling, restraint, the relentless weight of a man who won’t let go.
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