Clyde Walton and Ray Mannix

Ray Mannix grips Clyde Walton’s hips as he drives into his asshole from behind, the wooden prop pressed between their bodies to deepen the thrusts. His dark hair contrasts with Walton’s lighter shade as he licks the sweat from his shoulder, fingers already working the tight hole open before the cock even enters. Bent over a surface, Walton’s muscular back arches as Mannix takes him bareback, the weight of his own weight and the tool’s rough edge making every inch count. The grip on his own cock, thick, flushed with need, hints at how hard he’s holding back while Mannix works him open.