The scene ignites in Gabriel Clark’s warm, inviting home, where Aiden Jacobs has just arrived with his college buddy, Benjamin Blue, for a Thanksgiving that promises to be unforgettable. Forget the turkey; the real feast is the electric chemistry simmering between these three studs. Aiden, ever the generous guest, knows exactly what he’s thankful for this year, and he’s ready to share the bounty by offering his college fuckbuddy, Benjamin, to his original flame, Gabriel. The air crackles with anticipation, a silent promise of the indulgence to come.
Watch as Aiden makes the introductions, a sly grin playing on his lips. The look that passes between Gabriel and Benjamin is pure, unadulterated hunger—this holiday is about to get very, very hot. Gabriel, the consummate host, doesn’t waste time with small talk. He leads Benjamin to the plush rug before the fireplace, the flames casting dancing shadows on their already heated skin. Benjamin doesn’t need a formal invitation; he knows his role and drops to his knees with eager submission.
Your gaze is glued to Benjamin as he takes Gabriel’s thick cock into his mouth, those skilled lips working with a rhythm that’s nothing short of artistry. Gabriel’s low moans vibrate through the room, his hands fisting in Benjamin’s hair, urging him deeper. This is why Aiden brought Benjamin home—the boy worships cock with a talent that borders on divine. But Aiden isn’t content to just watch. He strips down, his own hard length demanding attention, and positions himself behind Benjamin. You’ll ache to be in the middle of that pile of muscle and sweat as Aiden pushes inside, creating a perfect, relentless sandwich of pleasure.
The room fills with the sounds of skin slapping and desperate moans. Gabriel groans as he watches Aiden pound into Benjamin, his own climax rushing to the surface. The finale is a spectacular mess of shared ecstasy. Gabriel erupts first, painting Benjamin’s face with thick, white ropes. Aiden follows, emptying his load deep inside Benjamin, claiming him as their shared holiday treasure. As they collapse in a sated, sticky heap, you’re left breathless, imagining the warm, satisfied glow that envelops them.
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