Waterworks

Rob Cryston, Steve Regis, and Michael Brawn circle Damon Henrick, their jockstrap-clad prize, and unleash streams of warm water from the showerhead. Rivulets trace his muscled frame, soaking the fabric tight against his skin, priming him for the raw hunger ahead. In this slick, black-plastic enclosure, the four men dive in—lips locking on swollen cocks, tongues worshipping every ridge and vein. They thrust deep, bodies slamming together in a slick frenzy of grunts and gasps. Damon takes it all, his moans fueling the fire. At last, they erupt, thick ropes of cum painting his chest and face, a sticky tribute to his eager surrender. As the heat fades, Rick Bolton grips his shaft one final time, stroking furiously until his own heavy load arcs out in a glistening arc.