MONDAY MORNING BLUES

Quentin's soft eyes and ripped frame dance in Mitch's imagination, and he throws his head back against the couch as he strokes himself off, fantasizing about all the things he'd do to Quentin if he were allowed to do so: slowly unzipping Quentin's jeans and going down on him, feeling his meaty cock fill up his mouth, eating Quentin's perfect ass before sticking it in, fucking Quentin from behind as he grabs him by the shoulders and pulls him closer, and then switching up and letting Quentin fuck him raw, watching Quentin's cock go in and out before nutting all over Mitch's hole.