Hidden Palms

Dante Cole lounges by the pool, soaking up the relentless summer sun. Addison Graham dives in, slicing through the water to escape the heat. But the air thickens as Addison glides toward him, eyes locked. He wraps his lips around Dante's thick cock, drawing it deep, making the stud swell against his tongue. Addison bobs steadily, coaxing Dante to full, throbbing length until it claims his open throat. Dante seizes the moment. He bends Addison over the edge, tongue darting to probe that smooth, inviting hole. Fingers follow, stretching and teasing. The flavor—salty, sweet—drives him wild; he savors it like forbidden fruit, barely holding back from plunging in fully. Foreplay ends abruptly. Dante presses the tip of his dick against Addison's entrance, circling, urging those muscles to yield. He can't resist any longer. With a firm thrust, Dante slides inside, burying himself in that deep, gripping heat. He plows steadily, claiming every inch, hips snapping in rhythm. Then he flips the muscled body onto its back, locking eyes as he angles just right—hitting that sweet spot. Addison shatters, unleashing a thick, ropey load that splatters across his chiseled abs, pooling in the valleys of muscle. The sight ignites Dante. He pulls out, stroking himself to release, coating Addison's slick skin with his own hot spend. But he's not finished. As a wicked encore for the eager stud, Dante feeds him a second, pulsing load straight into that gaping, hungry mouth.