The room echoes with wet, slurping sounds as Gideon's eager mouth works Kurt's hung, veiny cock. Kurt's tattoos ripple with each thrust, his muscles taut as he pounds Gideon's throat. Gideon's eyes water, his jaw aches, but he takes it all, relishing the salty taste of Kurt's pre-cum. Kurt's pace quickens, his breath hitches, and with a final, forceful thrust, he unloads his hot, sticky cum into Gideon's waiting mouth.