Dirk Caber’s beard presses into Dallas Steele’s mouth as he grips his jaw, fingers already sliding deep into his hole while the third man watches, his own cock thick and untouched. The bed creaks under their weight as Steele moans around Caber’s tongue, his body arched for the stretch of two hands, one inside him, one gripping his hip to hold him still. The dark hair of all three frames the scene, rough against skin, while Caber’s dominant grip and Steele’s parted lips make the act clear.
