Stroke

Steam rises from the hot tub, wrapping Drew Damon and Tristan Paris in a sultry haze. They splash and tease, bodies slick and close. Tristan drops to his knees in the bubbling water, lips parting to take Drew's huge cock deep. He sucks with hungry rhythm, tongue swirling, drawing moans from Drew as heat builds, arousal throbbing like a live wire. Drew's hands tangle in Tristan's wet hair, guiding him deeper, until desire surges wild and urgent. Drew pulls him up, spins him around. Now it's Tristan's turn to arch and gasp as Drew's mouth claims him, licking and sucking with fierce intent. The favor repaid, Drew grips Tristan's hips, lifts him effortlessly. Water cascades off their skin as Drew impales him on that hefty dick, filling him in one smooth, claiming thrust. He pounds hard, relentless, the slap of flesh echoing through the steam. Tristan writhes, cries out, his body clenching until ecstasy rips through him—he cums in shuddering waves. Drew follows, pulling out to shoot his load in hot ropes across Tristan's chest, marking him in the afterglow.