Drifter

Back on the homestead, Ken watches Arpad Miklos and Brett Mathews claim every inch of Sergio's yearning body. The three men devour each other—lips locked on throbbing cocks, tongues tracing tight asses, hips slamming deep in raw, relentless fucks. They push limits, fingers and shafts probing slick openings and taut muscles alike. Ken, the drifter who shaped this raw tangle, stares on, a sharp wince twisting his face at the filthy heat he's unleashed.