Griffin Barrows kneels over Kai, his dark hair framing a mouth that grips Kai’s cock with tight, deliberate strokes while his fingers dig into the smooth, corded muscles of Kai’s thighs. The man on his back arches as Griffin’s tongue traces the underside of his shaft, his own hands gripping the sheets as Kai’s grip tightens, pulling him closer. The bed creaks under their weight, the only sound the wet, rhythmic suction of Griffin’s mouth as Kai’s fingers brush against his own hole.
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