Hard Master grips Eneko Xtrem’s tight hole with rough precision, fingers already slick from the canister’s thick lube, while the dark-haired one braces against the rough bark of a tree, his knuckles white. The bald, hairy man’s muscles strain as he works the first knuckle in, his grip unyielding, the outdoor light catching the sweat glistening on their skin. Eneko’s breath hitches as Hard Master’s fingers stretch him open, their hands locked together, the canister left abandoned between them.
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