The Abysse, Part 1

Seamus O'Reilly lays on top of Brian Bonds, both stacked on the padded fuck-bench. Jacob Peterson licks one hole, then the other, tongue working deep. He gloves up, slicks his fists with lube, and drives one into Brian, the other into Seamus. They grunt and push back, taking every punch. The three switch. Brian and Seamus now kneel side by side over the bench, riding Jacob's fists in turn. Sweat drips. Ink flexes. When Jacob finally pulls out, all three drop to the bench, stroke fast, and blast thick loads across their own chests and the floor.