Hockey Players Heath Halo, Ali Rush, & Harrison Feels Do It

Hockey players Harrison Feels, Ali Rush and Heath Halo’s post-game locker room erupts into a primal threesome, blending spit-roasting, bareback trains, and a cum-drenched climax—raw athleticism meets unfiltered desire.

The locker room reeks of sweat, adrenaline, and testosterone as hockey captain Heath Halo strips off his gear, his hairy chest glistening under flickering fluorescent lights. Teammates Harrison Feels and Ali Rush, still buzzing from their win, close in—Harrison’s calloused hands yanking Heath’s jockstrap down, Ali’s teeth sinking into the captain’s shoulder. Heath groans, his thick cock springing free, already leaking as Harrison drops to his knees, swallowing him whole.

Ali wastes no time, positioning himself behind Harrison, his cock sliding into the forward’s ass raw. The trio falls into a spit-roast rhythm: Heath’s shaft thrusting into Harrison’s throat while Ali pounds him from behind, their bodies a slick, grunting tangle. Heath’s fingers fist Harrison’s hair, his hips bucking as Ali’s balls slap against Harrison’s ass.

They shift to a fuck train next, Heath bending over a bench for Ali, who’s still buried in Harrison. The captain’s hole grips Ali’s cock, his own dick rutting against the bench’s vinyl as Harrison drives into him. The air thickens with the musk of exertion, their primal rhythm punctuated by the slap of skin on skin.

Ali breaks away, snatching Heath’s discarded athletic cup and inhaling deeply—the stench of sweat and precum igniting his hunger. He sprawls on the floor, his thick body hair matted with sweat, as Harrison and Heath flank him. Their cocks jerk in sync, thick ropes of cum streaking Ali’s chest, abs, and beard.

Heath collapses beside him, licking a stripe through the mess. “MVP performance,” he rasps, smearing cum across Ali’s pecs.