Heatwave

Logan Reed stumbles blindfolded into the backyard, the air thick with raw hunger. Tom Chase and Adriano Marquez circle each other like stags in rut, cocks rigid and pulsing, each probing for dominance—who will claim the lead? Adriano drops to his knees, devours Tom's massive shaft, gulping it down whole, throat bulging with the thick invader. They taunt and provoke—slaps sting skin, spit slicks flesh, fists pound torsos—building a fever that scorches the night. Tom seizes control, rams his fat cock into Adriano's tight hole, thrusting deep with savage shimmies that wrench moans from Adriano's core. The studs tumble to the grass, Adriano sprawled in quivering wait as Tom slicks his gloved hand with grease and eases it inside, stretching that greedy ass wide. Tom locks eyes with him, a piercing gaze that hijacks Adriano's breath, syncing it to the relentless pump of their rhythm—a spell of ecstasy neither can resist. They shatter together, jets of cum erupting in wild arcs, while Logan strokes his own thick meat, lost in the filthy spectacle.