Fleet Week 2

Cliff Jensen and Cole Streets wander into a dimly lit porno shop, eyes scanning the shelves for something to ignite their night. They catch Conner Habib cruising them from across the room, his gaze hungry and direct. Without a word, they close the distance, drawn like magnets to his eager vibe. Conner's been craving burly sailors, and he drops to his knees, gulping down their thick cocks with sloppy enthusiasm. The trio slips away to a private playroom, shedding clothes in a frenzy of bare skin and heavy breaths. They dive into a raw three-man tangle—sucking cocks deep, tongues probing asses with wet, insistent laps. Cliff and Cole toy with Conner, sliding fingers into his tight hole, twisting just enough to pull whimpers and gasps from his lips, his body arching in desperate need. Cliff stretches out on the bed, and Conner pounces, wrapping his mouth around Cliff's shaft while rimming his ass with fervent swirls. Cole positions himself behind, thrusting into Conner's slick entrance, pounding with steady, building force. The rhythm escalates to full frenzy: they form a daisy chain, Cole leading the charge into Conner, who takes it while plunging into Cliff. Bodies rock in sync, friction sparking waves of heat that demand they push harder, deeper. Cliff switches gears, multitasking like a pro—driving into Cole's ass while sucking Conner's cock clean and hard. More rimming follows, tongues circling holes with slick precision. The fucking intensifies, cocks slamming home with relentless drive. Endless cocksucking seals the storm until they erupt together, blasting thick loads in a shuddering release.