Dakota Payne’s dark hair falls over his broad shoulders as he pins Harlen Quindel beneath him, his fingers already working the tight hole while the bearded man arches into the touch. The bed creaks under their weight as Payne grips the sheets, his mouth sealing over Harlen’s cock with a deep, wet pull. Muscles ripple as he shifts, the slick sound of flesh meeting flesh cutting through the only noise in the room.
