Piece Of Cake

Jeff Hammond's fingers trace the sculpted ridges of Randy Mixer's torso, savoring the warm, taut flesh beneath. Randy grips Jeff's thigh, pulling him closer, their bodies pressing together in a heated tangle. They devour each other with hungry eyes and bolder hands—Jeff's mouth claiming Randy's neck, while Randy's palms knead the firm swell of Jeff's ass. Sweat slicks their skin as they grind, cocks hardening against the friction, lost in the raw thrill of their mutual feast.