Paddy O’Brian grips Massimo Piano’s hips from behind, his knuckles flexing against the taut muscles of his back as Piano leans into the kiss, their tongues tangled. Klein Kerr watches from the shadows, dark hair framing a face carved with ink, his presence thick with quiet intensity. The three move as one, arms locked, mouths fused, before the air between them shifts, demand rising.
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