Deception, Part 1

Josh Weston roams the farm's shadowed edges, curiosity pulling him toward a nearby window. He peeks inside, heart pounding, and freezes at the sight. Jackson Price and Adam Wolfe tangle in a room crammed with dildos and sex toys, their bodies slick with sweat and desire. Wolfe drops to his knees, tongue darting eagerly into Price's smooth butthole. He licks with hungry precision, munches the sensitive rim, then slides two fingers deep inside, twisting them to draw out Price's guttural groans. 'Fuck me,' Price begs, voice raw and desperate. Wolfe stands, grips his huge cock, and shoves it up Price's ass in one brutal thrust. He pounds hard, rough, hips slamming like thunder. While railing him, Wolfe grabs a massive dildo and forces it between Price's lips—'Suck it clean.' Price obeys, then Wolfe yanks it free and rams the rubber beast into the bottom's tight hole alongside his own dick, stretching him wide. Price rides that dildo like a seasoned rider, bucking his hips while gulping down Wolfe's throbbing manhood. Soon, Wolfe flips him, fucks him senseless until he pulls out and unloads a huge, messy spurt across Price's chest. Wolfe leans in, licks his own hot spunk from the smooth skin, savoring every drop. Price strokes himself furiously, erupting in a thick load of his own. Wolfe scoops it up with greedy fingers, feeding the creamy mess to Price, who gobbles it down with eager moans. Weston startles—someone catches him. A stern voice warns: they're all prisoners here, trapped forever, never to leave.