Dylan James grips Dakota Payne’s hips as he slams into him, his thick cock buried deep in the tight asshole, while the tattooed, muscular blond leans forward to lick the sweat from his neck. Their arms, covered in ink, lock around each other, fingers digging into flesh as Dakota arches back, taking every hard thrust. The only sound is the wet slap of skin against skin, the, unfiltered force of one man fucking another until he’s lost in the rhythm.
