French Connections, Part 1: Temptation

In the dim haze of a Paris sex club, Colby Taylor locks eyes with the sculpted Virgil Sainclair, muscles rippling under the low lights, and his buddy Nick Chevalier, all lean hunger and eager grins. Friendship ignites fast—too fast—into something raw. Nick drops first, lips parting for Virgil's massive uncut cock, worshipping every thick inch with slow, devoted strokes of his tongue. He doesn't stay loyal; he shifts, sucking Colby hard and deep, then back to Virgil, alternating like a man starved. Soon he's greedy for more, taking both cocks at once, mouth stretched wide, saliva gleaming as he works them in tandem. Colby can't look away. Virgil's cock mesmerizes him, a throbbing promise of power. He sinks to his knees, joining the frenzy. The two young men surrender fully now, hands and mouths devoted to the slick rhythm of cock—licking, sucking, sharing the heat between them. Tension coils tight. Colby and Virgil rise, sandwiching Nick between their bodies. They claim him completely: Colby thrusts into his ass, Virgil fills his mouth. Plunging deep, relentless, they drive until ecstasy shatters them. Thick cum bursts forth, flooding Nick from both ends, marking the night's wild crescendo.