The Gangbangers - Enhanced

Gregor Hanslik and Mikulas Gost slip away to the restroom, the door clicking shut behind them like a whispered promise. The air hangs thick, charged with unspoken hunger. Gregor pins Mikulas against the cool tile wall, his mouth claiming lips first, then descending with urgent need. Mikulas groans, fingers threading through Gregor's hair, guiding him lower. Gregor drops to his knees, unzipping Mikulas with deliberate slowness, freeing the hard length that springs forth, eager and pulsing. He takes it in, lips wrapping tight, tongue swirling in wicked circles. Mikulas bucks, hands gripping the sink's edge, breath ragged as Gregor's mouth works him deep—sucking, hollowing cheeks, drawing out every slick, heated inch. Pleasure builds fast, a coiling fire, until Mikulas shudders and spills, Gregor swallowing it all with a satisfied hum.