Steve, Lance and Brendan

The bald, tattooed man grips the stocky, hairy-chested one’s hips while his mouth works his asshole, fingers already buried deep inside. A microphone stand juts from the cage, its cold metal pressing against their sweaty skin as the other sucks his throat. Rimming follows, tongues tracing the tight ring before the first fingers stretch him open, no hesitation, just dominance and the wet, greedy sounds of a hole being claimed.