Gabe Russel and Michael Troy lie back-to-back on the bed, one’s dark hair framing his smooth, muscular shoulders as the other’s fingers work his hole. Win Soldier kneels between them, his own broad chest pressed into the sheets while his mouth takes Gabe’s cock deep, throat working around the thick shaft. The air hums with the wet sound of lips and the slow, deliberate pressure of a finger pushing inside.
