Hugh Hunter fists Matt Wylde and Ashley Ryder

Hugh Hunter’s fist stretches Matt Wylde’s hole wide as Ashley Ryder holds his legs apart, the military uniform creased at the knees. The tattooed arms grip tight, fingers knuckling deep while Wylde braces himself on a chair, his breath uneven. Hunter’s other hand pulls Ryder’s mouth down for a kiss as the fisting continues, the third man’s presence turning the act into something shared and relentless.