Hidden Palms

JJ Knight drifts lazily in the pool, water lapping at his skin, when hunky Jake Ashford saunters past. Jake makes for the outdoor shower, fully aware of JJ's gaze. He flexes his chiseled physique, turning to flash that perfect bubble butt, a teasing promise in the sunlight. He leaves JJ hanging, desire sharpening, before striding over to the stud. Jake drops to his knees, eager to wrap his lips around JJ's big, hard dick. JJ aches just as fiercely for Jake's tight hole. As Jake's mouth works him over, JJ tests the waters with a probing finger, sampling those goods from the tattooed hunk. Rock-hard and throbbing, JJ craves a deeper taste. He flips Jake around, burying his tongue in that ass, plunging as far as he can into the moaning, begging man. Jake growls his demand: fuck me now. JJ slides in slow and steady, savoring the grip. Pace quickens to a frenzy; each thrust from his engorged cock drives deeper. They switch, Jake mounting up, bouncing wildly on the massive shaft that spears his eager hole. With JJ buried to the hilt, Jake unleashes, inhibitions shattered, spraying his load across JJ's heaving stomach. The warm splash tips JJ over; he pulls out and erupts, tripling the mess with ropes of cum that streak past Jake's tongue, coating his body in a sticky, sun-soaked finale.