Rick Palmer strokes his cock hard while the other man kneels, his lips wrapped tight around the thick shaft as sunlight filters through the trees. The bearded one grips his own length, fingers slick with pre-cum, while Rick’s smooth chest rises with sharp, uneven breaths. The fence behind them cuts the scene short, but the bench stays empty, just the two of them, teeth scraping against skin, and the way one’s hand slides down to cup the other’s balls.
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