Tucker the fucker

The stocky man with dark hair and a clean-shaven face kneels on the bed, his muscular arms wrapped tight around the light-haired one’s waist as he takes his cock deep into his throat. The third, broad-shouldered and tattooed, stands behind him, lube-slick fingers working the dark-haired man’s hole while his own fist pumps hard against the wall. Faces pressed together, lips locked, the first man’s tongue drags down the light-haired one’s throat as the standing man’s grip tightens, no hesitation, just the thrust of it.