The Taking Of Jake

Detectives Kevin Miles and Colby Taylor lean in close, their voices steady as they promise Jake Andrews they'll crack the case of his missing boy. Jake's eyes glisten with guilt, his shoulders slumped under the weight of it all. The detectives offer solace in the only way they know now—raw, urgent attention. They peel away his clothes, their hard cocks pressing against him, hungry mouths tracing his skin. Jake surrenders to the flood of flesh and throbbing need, a brief harbor from his storm. The three men devour one another in a frenzy of mouths and hands. Lips wrap tight around shafts, sucking deep and relentless. They switch seamlessly—fucking hard into willing asses, tongues delving into puckered holes for slick, teasing rims. Jake grips Kevin's hips and thrusts his thick cock deep into the detective's tight heat, while Kevin bends impossibly, his own mouth claiming his dick in a self-indulgent twist. Sweat slicks their bodies as they drive the rhythm faster, harder, breaths ragged and synced. Climax crashes over them like a breaking wave—first one, then the next, hot spurts marking their tangled release.