I thought I was going to like this three-way more than I actually did.
Scruffy Dusty Layne initially caught my eye and hung Stefan Taylor as the second top made it seem like a no-brainer for my boner. But thankfully Trent Atkins was there as the capable meat in this silly twink sandwich.
Otherwise, the scene would have been too hard to swallow (if there is such a thing!).
I’m not sure if it’s the towel-over-briefs reveal and the shiny hotel fabrics, or the dirty talk and the European hairstyling, but something about his scene reminds me of all the hot gay action I got in Ibiza last year.