Matthew Camp kneels over Levi Wolfe, his beard brushing Wolfe’s chest as he fingers the tight hole with rough precision. Wolfe lies back, gripping the sheets while Camp’s thick fingers probe deep, the bed creaking under their weight. Their mouths crash together, tongues tangling as Camp’s grip tightens, driving Wolfe’s breath sharp and uneven.
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