Leather Goods

One cock never keeps Johnny Ford satisfied. He needs more. He lies in a sex sling inside a dim warehouse while two leather-clad studs circle him. Ty Roderick’s thick meat already drives deep into Johnny’s hole, raw and steady. Ryan Sebastian pushes in at the other end, feeding Johnny every inch until his throat works in rhythm. Boots scrape concrete. Harnesses creak. Johnny moans around Ryan’s shaft while Ty pounds harder, using full strokes that slap leather against skin. The swing jerks with each thrust, and Johnny stays locked on the dick in his mouth. Ty picks up pace, grunting low as he pumps a full load inside. He keeps thrusting, forcing the cum deeper, then pulls back only to watch Ryan climb into the sling. Johnny keeps sucking, spit shining Ryan’s cock, while Ty keeps Johnny’s legs spread and slides back in for another round. The space stays quiet except for the wet sound of bodies and the low rasp of breath, three men locked in motion.