Felix Harris, Antu Burghos & Vincent Landi

Felix Harris grips Antu Burghos’s hips while Vincent Landi kneels behind him, tongue deep in his asshole as the woods hum around them. Burghos arches into the touch, his fingers tangled in Harris’s dark hair as Landi works his cock with rough, steady strokes. The green tents in the distance blur as Harris pulls Burghos back against him, lips crashing into his neck while a third hand slides between his thighs. No words, just the wet sounds of mouths and fingers working in unison.