Backwoods

Tom Chase, Troy Masters, Tony Cameron, Aaron Wells, and Nick Mancini lounge poolside, their cocks stirring with a lazy, teasing heat. Nick, ever the eager host, drops to his knees and offers his mouth to the group. He takes them in sequence, swallowing each stiff shaft deep into his throat, lips sealing tight around the pulsing lengths. The men groan, hips bucking as he works them with skilled, relentless suction. But hunger builds. They crave deeper access. Fingers probe Nick's tight hole first, slick with lube, stretching and softening the resistant ring until it yields. One by one, they claim him—Tom slides in slow and commanding, Troy thrusts with raw urgency, Tony grinds deep and deliberate, Aaron pounds with building frenzy, and finally Nick Mancini—wait, no, the others take their turns on Nick, each cock filling him to the brim, stretching him wide. Nick holds out, but the onslaught shatters his control. He erupts, spilling his load in shuddering waves across the sun-warmed deck. The team follows suit, one after another, unleashing thick ropes of cum that splatter his chest, face, and thighs—a sticky testament to their shared release. Another wild backwoods romp fades into satisfied exhaustion.