Alex Mecum grips the spear while Paddy O’Brian braces his shield, their muscles straining in a parody of battle, then the blades drop, and Mecum’s mouth seals around O’Brian’s cock, fingers already probing his tight asshole. The wooden crates and industrial backdrop stay silent as Mecum flips him onto his back, the spear forgotten, his own cock slamming home in missionary before O’Brian turns, gripping the crate for leverage as Mecum drives into him doggy-style. Ass grabbed, the only sound is the wet slap of flesh.
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