Ian and Mr Landon

Ian Levine drives into Myles Landon with rough, unprotected thrusts on a blue padded surface, his muscular frame pinning the younger man’s hips down while his fingers dig into the tight asshole. Myles, clean-shaven and dark-haired, takes it with a choked groan, his hole stretched wide as Ian’s cock slams home. Before that, their mouths crash together in wet, desperate kisses, tongues tangled as Ian’s fingers slide deep into the ass, teasing the rim before pulling back. The older man’s grip is relentless, his own cock pressed hard against the younger’s thigh, waiting for the turn.