Foul Play

Back home, Cort Jensen stumbles upon Claude Jourdan lounging in Vince Rockland's place, keeping watch while the owner's away. Claude wastes no time. He slips out to join Cort by the shimmering pool, his hand darting forward to seize Cort's thickening cock through the tight red Speedos. Fabric strains under the bold grip. Claude's eyes gleam with hunger. He tugs the suit aside, exposing that impressive length—thick, veined, demanding attention. Cort groans, hips bucking instinctively. Claude straddles him right there on the lounge chair, sinking down slow and deliberate onto every rigid inch. Water laps nearby as Claude rides with fierce rhythm, muscles clenching, their bodies slick with sweat under the sun's relentless gaze.