Riley Mitchel’s tattooed, muscular frame grips his cock hard as he jerks off on a bed, the red blanket pooling beneath his dark hair and smooth-shaven jaw. Rodrigo Amor watches, his own thick shaft already slick with precome, fingers tightening around the base as he follows the rhythm. The air hums with the wet, deliberate strokes, no hesitation, just the, unfiltered drive of two men lost in the motion.
