Jason Bacall and Sven Basquiat

Sven Basquiat’s tattooed shoulder presses into the cushions as Jason Bacall kneels between his thighs, tongue tracing the tight ring of his asshole before slipping two fingers inside. The blond’s muscular frame arches under him, gripping the dark-haired man’s hips while his own hole glistens with saliva from the rimming. Bareback, their intercrural rubbing leaves slick trails as Bacall’s lips seal over the stretched entrance, fingers still buried deep.