Nate Kennedy, Tyler Bolt and Brice Carson

Nate Kennedy grips Brice Carson’s hips while Tyler Bolt kneels behind him, tongue deep in his asshole as the blackboard’s faded writing blurs behind them. Brice arches into Nate’s fingers, his tattoos tracing the classroom’s walls as the blond’s grip tightens on his waist. The wristbands on Tyler’s wrist dig into Brice’s skin as Nate flips him over, driving into him hard.