Bound By His Rules {M×M}
Chim added a finger, then two, scissoring gently at first before thrusting deeper, curling to brush that sweet spot inside.
Buck’s moans grew louder, more broken, as saliva and lube-like spit dripped down his thighs.
Bobby suddenly stood, scooping Buck up effortlessly into his strong arms. He carried him the short distance to the stretching bench and laid him on his back.
Without pause, Bobby hooked Buck’s legs over his shoulders and dove in, burying his face between Buck’s cheeks. His tongue was relentless—long, flat licks followed by sharp, pointed thrusts into Buck’s hole, eating him out with obscene hunger.