Drenched, Part 1: Soaking It In

Beneath a full moon's silver gaze, Chase Hunter and Lane Fuller—these Falcon legends—trace each other's bodies in the dancing light of tiki torches. Fingertips glide over heated skin. Tongues etch urgent patterns on willing flesh. They ignite a storm of lust, each man lost in worship: lips locked around throbbing cocks, hips thrusting with relentless purpose.