Red Hot

Steam curls from the shower like a lover's breath, enveloping George's broad shoulders and chiseled torso. Janos stands frozen in the doorway, eyes locked on the water tracing rivulets down the man's rippling abs, his thick thighs. That masculine beauty hits like a gut punch—raw power, unyielding allure. George's gaze meets his, dark and hungry. No words. Just a nod. Janos steps in, clothes shedding like inhibitions. Water soaks them both, hot and insistent. Hands grip slick skin. George pins Janos against the tile, lips crashing in a bruising kiss. They move fast, ferocious. Janos's fingers dig into George's firm ass, pulling him closer. George thrusts deep, relentless, their bodies slamming together in a rhythm that drowns out the world. Outside, flames crackle faintly—a mere spark to the inferno exploding between these two. They finish hard, gasping, spent in the haze.