Ian and Mr Landon

Ian Levine kneels with his ass raised, the blond’s hole glistening as Myles Landon grips his hips and drives into him bareback, while the shower head hisses behind them. The dark-haired one’s chest hair brushes Ian’s back as he fingers his asshole, then presses his mouth to the tight ring, tongue slick with the taste of rimming. Both men jerk off in sync, their hands rough on skin, the water cutting through the heat between them.