My Favorite Regulars: Amone Bane, Dakota Lovell, & Jonah Wheeler

Amone wipes the counter, his sleeves rolled to his elbows, sweat beading under the café’s dim lights. Dakota and Jonah lean back, unzipping their pants, cocks hardening in the humid air. “Relax, man,” Jonah smirks, stroking himself. “We’re comfy here.” Amone hesitates, then shrugs, unbuttoning his apron to reveal a tight tank top. His hand drifts to his crotch, massaging his bulge. Dakota slides beside him, gripping his hip. “Yoga tip,” he whispers, bending Amone over the counter. “Flexibility helps.”

The mood snaps—Amone pulls Dakota close, their mouths crashing. Jonah joins, licking a stripe up Amone’s neck as Dakota lubes his cock. He presses against Amone’s hole, sinking in slow, his hips grinding. Jonah shoves his cock into Amone’s mouth, fists tangling in his hair. Amone pistons into Dakota, sweat soaking their shirts, while Jonah’s cum splatters his back. Dakota follows, his ass clenching around Amone’s cock as he groans. Jonah pulls out, smearing cum on Amone’s shirt. “Taste yourself,” he growls.

Dakota licks his lips, already hard again. “Tomorrow?” Jonah laughs, zipping up. “He’ll be ready.”