Lips & Love: Uniformed Studs Swap Saliva
In the hushed confines of the hospital morgue, two male doctors, their white coats discarded, stand bare-chested, pants unzipped, erections tenting their underwear. They're drawn to each other like magnets, their lust undeniable. The taller, more dominant doctor grips his colleague's chin, kissing him roughly, pushing him back until he's bent over the cold, stainless steel table. He spits on his hand, rubbing it along his partner's ass crack, teasing the tight hole. The shorter doctor gasps, pushing back, hungry for more. The taller doc obliges, pushing a thick finger inside, scissoring it, stretching him open. He replaces his finger with his cock, slamming into him, his hips pistoning, the sound of flesh slapping flesh echoing in the sterile room. The shorter doctor strokes his own cock, matching the rhythm, until they both come undone, their cries of release filling the chilled air.