Topher DiMaggio, a power-bottom in his prime, takes charge as he pins Silas against the wall, his strong hands gripping Silas' ass. He grinds his crotch against Silas, their cocks rubbing and pulsing with need. Topher's breath hitches as he feels Silas' hardness against his own. He slides down Silas' body, his tongue licking a trail down to Silas' cock. He takes it in, his mouth a wet, sucking heat, until Silas is a panting, writhing mess. Topher then positions Silas, ready for a hard, raw fucking, his cock leaking with desire.