The Chalet

Wandering the village paths, Colton Reece spots a tantalizing couple, his pulse quickening at the thought of them guiding him through hidden spots—and maybe sharing a steamy threesome. But when only Dmitry Osten bites, the two slip away to The Chalet, craving seclusion. Doors shut. Shirts fly off. Pants drop. Dmitry drops to his knees, eager to sheath Colton's thick shaft between his lips. Colton thrusts deep, no holding back, reaming that throat while Dmitry gags and gulps, desperate to please. Craving the real heat, Dmitry bends over the couch, offering his tight crack. Colton plunges in raw, stretching him wide, bare skin slapping bare skin. He pulls out, sits back, and feeds Dmitry the cock fresh from his ass—salty, forbidden flavor. Dmitry savors it, sucks with fire, then trails his tongue lower to rim Colton's hole, probing with hungry laps. Colton flips the script, burying his face in the ass he's claimed, tasting his own mark. Then he slides back in, hammers Dmitry's prostate without mercy. They erupt together, ropes of cum splattering Dmitry's skin in a sticky, shared release.