Dicks Everywhere: Donovan Cox & Nico Nova

Nico leans back in the interrogation chair, smirking at Officer Donovan’s furrowed brow. “C’mon, Officer,” he purrs, eyes locked on the bulge straining against Donovan’s uniform pants. “You’re not really gonna arrest me for art, are you?”

Donovan slams a folder of dick-painted car photos on the table. “Vandalism’s a felony.” Nico shrugs, kicking his feet onto the desk, his own cock outlined in skinny jeans. “Or…we could negotiate.”

Donovan’s resolve cracks—a hungry glance at Nico’s crotch. Nico pounces, dropping to his knees, fingers working the officer’s belt. “Saw you staring,” he whispers, swallowing Donovan’s thick cock whole, gagging as it hits his throat.

Donovan grips the desk, hips jerking into Nico’s mouth, before flipping him onto the table. “Still cocky?” he growls, lubing his shaft with Nico’s spit, slamming into his ass raw. Nico’s moans drown out the security monitors, his vandalism charges forgotten as Donovan’s thrusts turn punishing.

They finish—Donovan unloading deep, Nico’s own cum staining the interrogation report. “Case closed,” Donovan mutters, zipping up. Nico grins, adjusting his jeans. “Told you I’d get off.”