Borek Sokol cuffs Filip Cervenka’s wrists behind his back, his uniform tight against a body built for control, while Filip’s mouth opens around Sokol’s cock with slow, deliberate pressure. The barred wall behind them holds no escape as Sokol’s fingers probe Filip’s hole, then guides his own thick length inside with a rough, unyielding thrust. Both men are naked by the end, sweat glistening on Sokol’s beard as he jerks himself off while Filip takes every inch. The power shift is absolute, no words, just the weight of cuffs and the wet, relentless slide of flesh.
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