Brysen and Cody sit shirtless on the couch, the tattooed one’s hand resting on his head while the other leans forward, his dark hair falling over his shoulders as he grips the yellow pillow. Cody’s mouth moves between their bodies, his grip firm on Brysen’s hip as the other lies back, legs spread wide, the only sound the wet sound of sucking.
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