Best Men, Part 1 - The Bachelor Party

Rod Daily and Mason Alexander saunter to the poolside, eyes scanning for sparks of thrill. The water gleams empty, so they ignite their own fire. Clothes hit the deck in a hurried pile; they plunge in, bodies slicing through the cool blue. Splashes erupt, laughter echoes, until they melt into each other's grip, limbs tangled like vines in a fever dream. Mason sinks low, lips wrapping around Rod's throbbing cock. So much rigid heat fills his mouth—he gulps and bobs, barely surfacing for air. Hunger sharpens; he shifts to devour Rod's firm ass, tongue probing deep. Mason yields utterly, his craving an endless chasm. Rod reclines against the edge, surrendering to the worship, muscles taut with bliss. Fair play calls—Rod pulls Mason close, engulfs his dick in a slick, eager suck. He parts those cheeks wide, fingers plunging into the tight heat, twisting and thrusting with deliberate rhythm. Towering now, Rod claims him, pounding hard into yielding flesh. He lowers Mason to the sun-warmed tiles, drives deeper still, until release crashes through him in shuddering waves. Mason kneels once more, mouth reclaiming Rod's pulsing length, drawing out every drop until he erupts in hot spurts. Sated, they leap back into the pool, bodies colliding under the cascading waterfall. Lips meet in a fierce, devouring kiss, water sheeting over skin like liquid silk.