Drew Sebastian kneels over Sherman Maus, his tattooed arms flexing as he works lube into the tight hole, fingers already buried deep. Sherman lies spread-eagled, his bald head resting on the sheets as Drew’s thick fingers stretch him open, ready for the full fist. The air hums with the wet sound of prep, muscles straining against the slow, deliberate pressure. No words, just the push of flesh against flesh.
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