Pierce Paris kneels over Buck Richards, his dark hair falling forward as he grips the muscular man’s hips, fingers digging into the taut flesh of his tattooed back. The hay-strewn surface beneath them creaks under their weight as Pierce positions himself, his breath heavy against Richards’ exposed asshole. Richards braces himself, legs spread wide, the tension in his muscles betraying the force of what’s coming next.
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