Hardhats

Jake Andrews locked eyes with Ryan Wagner, the truth crashing over him like a wave—he loved this man, body and soul. Ryan, all chiseled muscle and quiet intensity, pulled him close. Their lips met first, hungry yet soft, tongues dancing in a rhythm that promised more. Jake dropped to his knees, freeing Ryan's thick cock from his jeans, the heat of it pulsing against his palm. He took it in, sucking deep, savoring the salty tang and Ryan's low groan that vibrated through them both. Ryan's fingers tangled in Jake's hair, guiding without force, a tender command. They switched, Ryan's mouth enveloping Jake's shaft with equal devotion, drawing out moans that echoed their shared fire. Clothes shed in a frenzy, they tumbled to the bed. Jake entered Ryan first, slow thrusts building to a fierce rhythm, bodies slick and slapping in perfect sync. Ryan flipped him, pounding deep with abandon, their gasps mingling until release claimed them—hot, shuddering waves of ecstasy binding them forever.