Rimshot

Glenn Steers finishes his laps, water streaming off his muscled frame. He spots Danny Somers lounging in the sun, that smooth, chiseled body glowing like polished marble. Desire hits Glenn hard, a sharp ache low in his gut. He swims over, peels off his swimsuit, and wraps his lips around Danny's rigid cock, sucking with hungry pulls. Glenn's tongue traces lower, probing the firm crack of Danny's ass. The rock-hard cheeks soften under the attention, yielding just enough to draw him in deeper. Glenn's own cock throbs, insistent and heavy. He pushes it forward, sliding into Danny's waiting mouth. Danny groans, the sound muffled as Glenn thrusts to the back of his throat, hips snapping with raw need. Heat consumes them both, a wildfire scorching through muscle and skin. Glenn positions himself and drives his thick shaft into Danny's twitching hole. He pummels deep, relentless, each stroke claiming more. 'You like Daddy's dick, don't you, boy?' the dominant stud growls, pile-driving into the eager jock without mercy. 'Yeah, I need Daddy's dick!' Danny cries out, voice breaking on the edge of desperation. They climb higher, bodies slick and straining, until ecstasy crashes over them. Cum erupts in hot spurts, painting Danny's tanned skin in sticky ropes.