The bearded, tattooed man kneels in the dappled sunlight, his mouth locked around the blond’s cock while the third, sunglasses perched low, fingers him open, fingers slick with spit. They strip in the woods, jeans pooling around bare feet, muscles glistening under the trees as one takes the other hard from behind, the blond’s hands gripping the bark. The air smells of grass and sweat, their bodies pressed together in the open, no room for secrets.
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