Shock, Part 1

Evan Taylor knelt first, his lips wrapping around Jackson Price's thick shaft, tongue swirling with deliberate hunger. Mark Skyler joined in, his mouth descending on Taylor's cock, the three of them tangled in a heated circle of wet sucks and throaty moans. Price's fingers dug into Skyler's broad shoulders, pulling him closer as Skyler lapped greedily at Price's tight rim, tongue probing deep with shameless fervor. The air thickened with their shared rhythm—short gasps punctuating longer, languid strokes. Tension snapped like a taut wire. Taylor hauled Skyler up, the muscle-bound bottom's hairy chest heaving as Taylor drove into him rough and unrelenting. Skyler's legs wrapped tight, urging harder thrusts that shook the room. Price watched, stroking himself, before claiming his turn—plunging deep into Skyler's slick, welcoming ass with a growl that echoed their raw need. They took him in turns, bodies slick with sweat, until ecstasy crested. Taylor pulled out first, ropes of cum painting Skyler's chest in hot streaks. Price followed suit, his release mingling with Taylor's, marking the muscled expanse like a carnal signature.