Nate Donaghy’s thick fingers stretch Bart Cuban’s hole open while his beard brushes the back of his neck, then his tongue swipes the slickness before his cock takes over, pushing deep with every thrust as Bart grips the sheets, his dark hair tangled in the pillows. The bed creaks under their weight as Nate’s grip tightens on his hips, his own cock glistening with spit before Bart’s mouth seals around it, teeth scraping just enough to make him groan. They start clothed, end up bare, no barriers, just the press of muscle and the wet sound of skin against skin.
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