Wild Country

In the cool shade of towering pines, woodsmen Scott Hardman and Mike Russo find their spark. Sweat beads on their brows from the hike, but now desire stirs. Scott's fingers graze Mike's belt first, unbuckling with a deliberate tug. Mike grins, eyes locked, as they drop their packs. Scott pulls out his thick cock, already hardening in the dappled light—veins pulsing like roots seeking soil. Mike follows, his own shaft springing free, heavy and eager. They stroke in unison, breaths quickening amid the rustle of leaves. Nature watches, indifferent, as hands blur and moans echo softly through the trees. Balls tighten. Cum arcs in hot spurts, splattering earth and each other—a raw communion with the wild.