Waterworks

Rick Bolton grips his cock, stroking with urgent need, lost in a fevered vision. Sunlight bathes the lush garden, where Danny Bliss kneels before Mac Reynolds, his mouth enveloping Mac's throbbing shaft in deep, unhurried pulls that build a slow-burning fire. Mac's skin glows under the heat, his desire igniting. He seizes Danny's hips, flips him around, and thrusts in from behind—hard, relentless strokes that claim every inch. Danny's ass clenches around him, yielding to the rhythm. They chase release together. Mac pounds deeper, faster. Then it hits: Danny erupts first, his cum spilling hot across the grass, and Mac follows, flooding him in a shuddering rush.