Eman enters Dan’s Tulum suite to find him stroking his cock, sunlit skin gleaming. Dan smirks, beckoning him closer. “Touch it,” he growls, his shaft slick in his fist. Eman grips it, pumping in rhythm with Dan’s ragged breaths before bending to swallow him whole. Dan groans, fingers tangling in Eman’s hair, pulling him deeper.
The mood shifts—Eman flips Dan onto his back, spreading his legs. A slick finger probes, then Eman’s thick head presses against Dan’s hole. Dan arches, gasping as he’s impaled, his ass clenching around the invasion. Eman pistons harder, hands gripping Dan’s hips, their bodies slapping. Dan’s cock drips, trapped between his chest and the sheets, as Eman’s pace turns savage.
Cum erupts across Dan’s face, hot and thick, Eman’s groan echoing. Dan licks his lips, already reaching for more. “Again,” he murmurs, pulling Eman down for a kiss—tasting himself on the other man’s tongue.
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