Rudy Stone fucks Johnathan Strake

Rudy Stone pins Johnathan Strake to a rough-hewn log, his tattooed arm coiled tight around the smaller man’s waist as he drags his mouth down the smooth, slicked-back neck. Johnathan gasps into the kiss, his fingers tangled in Rudy’s dark hair while a hand slides between them, slick with spit and need. The towel beneath them is already stained as Rudy’s thick cock presses hard against the tight hole, the first slow thrusts tearing a sharp breath from Johnathan’s lips.