House Rules

John and Clint, old friends with a spark that's finally ignited, tangle over the chair's edge. Clint's hand cracks against John's ass, leaving it red and stinging, cheeks blooming like a secret blush. John slicks him up with spit, eager and raw. Then Clint drives in deep, claiming that slapped heat. John's cock swings free, thick and straining, until the thrust tips him over—he spills his cum in hot, messy ropes, pleasure ripping through him like a sudden storm.