Alan Craft grips Lucas Brown’s hips as he drives into him hard on the couch, his dark hair falling over his face while Lucas’s smooth, muscular body arches beneath him. The red underwear peeking from beneath him marks the only detail that matters, Alan’s hands dig into Lucas’s sides as he sucks his cock deep, the rhythm rough and unrelenting. No words, no hesitation, just the way Lucas’s hole clenches around him when he bottoms out.
