Plunge

Joey Stefano lounged in the steaming hot tub, bubbles caressing his skin under the relentless sun. Doug Niles stretched out on a lounge chair nearby, his eyes half-lidded as he soaked in the rays, muscles gleaming with sweat. Steve Kreig mirrored him on the adjacent chair, bronzed and relaxed—until Joey's low, teasing voice cut through the air. 'Come on, Steve, the water's perfect,' Joey coaxed, his grin wicked and inviting. Steve hesitated, then rose, shedding his towel with a casual flick that revealed his hardening cock. He slipped into the tub, the heat enveloping him as Joey's hand found his thigh underwater. Doug watched, interest sharpening his gaze, his own arousal stirring visibly. Sun baked their bodies, water lapped at their hips, and those thick, throbbing dicks—Joey's, Steve's, Doug's—brushed and gripped in the swirl of steam. What followed was pure fire: mouths devouring, hands stroking slick lengths, bodies grinding in a slick, sun-kissed frenzy that left them gasping, spent, and utterly sated.