Skin Tight

The roar of the fire casts a warm glow over Josh Taylor, Rob Cryston, and Shawn Justin. Heat stirs them. They peel off their suits, baring skin that begs for touch. Comfort comes in the form of each other—bodies pressing close, breaths mingling like smoke. Rob drops to his knees first. He takes Shawn into his mouth, lips sliding down that hard length with hungry precision. Then he turns to Josh, savoring the shift, the new taste on his tongue. Desire builds, a slow burn turning fierce. Rob stretches his mouth wide, taking both cocks at once—Shawn and Josh filling him, their tips brushing in the slick heat of his throat. Shawn's eyes smolder. He positions Rob on all fours, grips his hips, and thrusts in from behind. His cock plunges deep into Rob's ass, each stroke claiming more. Rob doesn't falter; he bends forward, devouring Josh's cock with renewed fervor—sucking, licking, lost in the rhythm. The room pulses with their frenzy. Bodies slick with sweat, they chase release. Finally, they shatter—loads spilling hot and urgent across skin and gasps.