Vic Rocco, Jon Galt and Michael Roman

Vic Rocco kneels in the water, his tattooed chest slick with droplets as he takes Jon Galt deep into his throat, fingers digging into the muscular thighs of the man above him. Michael Roman watches from the edge, his bald head gleaming under the sun, before dropping to his knees himself, his hairy chest pressed against the pool’s edge as he licks and fingers the other man’s hole, the water rippling around them. The air fills with the sound of wet skin slapping, one man’s cock buried deep while the other’s fingers work relentlessly, the pool’s surface the only witness.