Tate Ryker and Aiden Woods pin Lucas Owens down, his dark hair slicked back as they take turns driving into him, one with a thick, tattooed forearm gripping his hips, the other with a beard-streaked mouth working his throat while a finger slides deep. The bed creaks under their weight as Lucas arches, his smooth, muscular body stretched between them, his hole already wet from the first rough thrust.
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