Built Tough

Brad Stone couldn't shake the memory of that night with Brandon Reeves, the muscled hunk whose body begged to be claimed. He recalled pinning Brandon down, their sweat-slicked, chiseled frames locked tight, skin sliding against skin in a fevered grind. Brad drove into him without mercy, plowing that tight ass with relentless thrusts, each one deeper, harder. The air hung thick with the raw, intoxicating musk of their hot man-sex, a scent that still haunted his dreams.