Chase Arcangel, Rico Vega & Halle Storm

Chase Arcangel's never tasted dick or stuck it in guy ass. He's hesitated, glanced at the line but never crossed it. Today he does. They got tight during that last shoot, Chase and Rico Vega. Rico's been around. Takes dick, gives it, eats it all. After a couple nights of texting and heated talk, Chase realizes he's starved himself. He pleads. Halle Storm hangs back as the safe girl, supposed to keep everything legal. But when Chase locks lips with Rico for the first time, she might as well be furniture. He's lost in it. The kiss lands hard, tongues aggressive. Rico's already hard when Chase spins him, yanks the pants down and stares at his tight hole like he's starving. Chase presses the head of his cock against that puckered ring and pushes. Rico pushes back. Chase slides in slow at first, like he's testing if the world ends, then drives deeper until his hips slap skin. His breath catches. Rico grunts. Halle watches. Chase forgets she's there, pounding into Rico like the rest of the room vanished, sweat rolling down his back, first time balls-deep in another man's ass and he can't stop groaning.