Jake Porter and the bearded man in the denim shirt shove the pink-robed one onto the tub’s edge, gripping his hips as he leans forward to slurp his throat. The blond’s fingers dig into the robe’s lapel while the other man’s tongue drags down his chest, pausing just above the waistband to tease. Both men hold him steady, one pulling his head back by the hair, the other pressing his palm flat against his stomach to keep him still.
