Joe didn't need any coaxing to fuck Aarne, as he smirked and stuck his tongue out before licking a stripe up the Fin's neck as he pounded his cock into that tight hole. It felt amazing and the Brit moaned lewdly, feeling his pleasure increase with each snap of his hips and each time he penetrated that tight ring of muscle.

"Oh, fuck!---"

He gripped Aarne's hips and angled his thrusts upwards, roughly whilst biting down on the Fin's earlobe, pulling in the heat of the moment. If bottles and glasses went flying then so what? He was too busy fucking! The roughness was what Joe yearned for too, keening and arching, panting hard as he fucked his Fin.

"So---tight...."