Jace Chambers grips Toby Springs’ hips hard as he slams into him against the locker, their breath ragged from the way he’s already fucking him. Toby’s tattooed arms brace on the bench, fingers digging into the wood while Jace’s cock hammers deeper, his own hand working fast to keep up. The air smells like sweat and the sharp tang of cum already slicking Toby’s ass as he takes every brutal thrust.
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