Jack Ganley grips Noah Matous’ hips as he drives into him, the lean, dark-haired bottom spread wide on the bed, red underwear barely hiding the stretch of his ass. Ganley’s weight pins him down, his own cock thick and relentless, while Noah’s hands fist into the sheets, his breath sharp with the effort of taking every inch. The bed creaks under them, the only sound the wet slap of flesh meeting flesh and the rough gasp of a man pushed too deep.
