Rhys Jagger’s beard scrapes against Hector Desilva’s chest as he pins him to the brick wall, fingers digging into his shoulder while their mouths crash together. The tattooed one’s grip tightens, pulling Hector’s body flush against his, their muscles straining as one hand slides down to grip a thick, veined cock already straining against his pants.
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