Tristan, Toby, Max, Jordan and Tommy

Tristan Sterling and Tommy Regan kneel over the couch, the bearded one gripping the tattooed man’s hips while his fingers probe deep inside. The slim, clean-shaven man arches back, his mouth locked around the other’s thick cock as the muscular one guides himself into him from behind. The chair stays in the corner, unused, while hands and teeth take over, the only sound the wet slap of flesh and the rough gasps of two men who don’t slow down.