Dacotah Red pins James Ryan down by the throat, his red hair framing the grip as he drives into him hard, the camouflage sheets tangled around their hips. James lies still, tattoos on his shoulder visible where Dacotah’s fingers dig in before his mouth seals over the other’s cock, deep and relentless. The bed creaks under their weight as Dacotah works his way down, tongue tracing the crack before his hands find the tight hole, stretching it open.
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