Alex Mecum grips the cap between his teeth while Thyle Knoxx and Kit Cohen’s muscular frames lean in, their bodies angled toward the same tight grip, one with a tattooed forearm pressing down, the other’s beard brushing the cap’s brim as they take turns. The blond’s fingers dig into the fabric, pulling it taut before he shoves it hard into the bearded man’s mouth, forcing a deep, muffled groan.
