William Seed grips Jack Hunter’s hips as he pins him against the bench, his tattoos shadowing the sweat on Hunter’s back while his fingers dig into the muscle of his ass. Hunter braces himself on the ladder, his blond hair damp as Seed’s mouth seals over his cock, teeth scraping the underside before pulling back to lick the slit. The bench creaks under them as Seed flips him onto his stomach, his own cock thick in Hunter’s grip, both men working in sync, fingers slick with spit, hands gripping steel, the air thick with the sound of skin hitting skin.
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