The bearded man kneels in the dirt, his fingers probing the tight asshole of the other, who stands bound by a plastic sheet stretched taut over his hips while the masked one holds a branch steady. Both are lean and clean-shaven, their bodies slick with sweat as one takes turns licking and sucking the hole, the sheet catching every sound. The woods swallow their movements, the air thick with the wet sounds of fingers and tongue working in unison.
