Mr Cox and Oliver

Two men, one broad-shouldered with dark hair and a clean-shaven jaw, the other equally muscular but with a tighter, more defined frame, tease each other bareback on a couch, their mouths locked while fingers probe and tongues trace. The older one kneels behind, rimming with deliberate precision, while the younger grips his cock, stroking hard as he’s taken from behind in a rough, unprotected thrust. Every position shifts between standing, bent over, and sprawled, the air thick with the sound of wet suction and the slap of skin against skin.