Dalton Riley, authoritative in his military attire, watches Max Lorde's tattooed body with hunger. Max, kneeling, takes Dalton's big cock deep, gagging, drool dripping. Dalton's uniform unravels, revealing more ink as Max's hand and mouth bring him to the brink. Max turns, ass up, inviting Dalton's tongue. Dalton rims him, preparing him for what's to come. In missionary, Dalton's cock slides into Max's tight hole, bare and raw. They move together, tattoos merging, the room filled with their animalistic grunts. Max strokes his cock, adding to the mess on his stomach as Dalton pulls out, painting Max with his cum.