Cheat Day

In the sun-baked expanse of the Palm Springs desert, the echoes of a raucous threesome nearby ignite a fierce hunger in hikers Alexander Müller and Tristan Hunter. They crave their own reckless pleasure amid the endless sand. Bags hit the ground. Shorts follow, pooling at their ankles. Tristan sinks to his knees, lips wrapping around Alexander's uncut cock, savoring the thick shaft with eager pulls. Alexander's hands roam, fingers teasing the smooth pucker of Tristan's asshole, probing with insistent heat. Tristan shifts to all fours, arching his back like an invitation. Alexander dives in, tongue lashing over that tight rim, wet and thorough. Desire surges. Tristan climbs aboard, impaling himself on Alexander's bareback girth, riding hard as the desert wind whispers across their skin. Exposed to the world—no secrets in this wide-open wild—Tristan's erection throbs unyielding. Alexander takes control, mounting that flawless ass. He thrusts deep, relentless, filling Tristan with every pounding stroke. Climax builds like a storm. Alexander pulls free, unleashing a thick cascade of cum that floods Tristan's stretched hole. Not done yet, he slides back in, fucking his own seed deeper. His tongue follows, lapping up the sticky remnants with greedy swipes. Finally, he turns to Tristan's swollen cock, sucking with fervor until the bottom erupts, spilling hot across Alexander's waiting mouth.