Ritual

As night falls heavy and thick, shadows dance wild around the roaring bonfire. The two city boys stand bare, their skin kissed by flames, leather collars tight around their necks like promises of surrender. Fresh brands sear their flesh—marks of ownership that pulse with raw heat. They kneel, they obey, every sexual craving of Cal, Rocco Vitali, and Parker Williams met without hesitation. Lips part for commands unspoken; bodies twist and yield in the fire's glow, slick with sweat and desire. No soul emerges unchanged from The Ritual—it's a forge that reshapes the willing into something fiercer, forever branded in ecstasy.