Long Shot...Making The Game

He strains to keep his focus, but his mind betrays him. Images flood in: his handsome young teammates, Trent Stone and Joel Drake, lost in raw passion in the locker room. Trent pins Joel against the cold metal lockers, their sweat-slicked bodies grinding together. Joel gasps, arching back as Trent thrusts deep, their cocks sliding in urgent rhythm. Muscles flex and strain, breaths ragged with desire, the air thick with the musk of their arousal. He pictures it all too vividly—the slap of skin, the low moans echoing off tiled walls—each detail pulling him under.