Tough Terrain

Sweat-slicked and spent from his brutal workout, Daemon sinks onto the bench, chasing calm. Then Rob Lynn slinks in, mischief gleaming in his eyes. Daemon jolts upright, pulse racing—but the spark between them ignites fast, turning rivals into something electric, conspiratorial. These two jocks dive in headfirst. Rob drops to his knees, lips wrapping tight around Daemon's thick cock, sucking with hungry rhythm until Daemon erupts, ropes of hot cum splattering Rob's grinning face. Now Daemon takes charge. He kneels, mouth devouring Rob's rigid shaft, tongue swirling expert circles—until a wicked impulse hits. He grabs a bucket and douses Rob in icy water. Laughing like fools, they bolt naked through the woods, asses flexing in the dappled light, before tumbling into a swaying hammock. Hands roam freely again, groping firm cheeks, pinching, teasing. The air hums with lust. They devour each other—tongues probing asses, lips reclaiming cocks in sloppy, urgent bliss. Finally, Rob claims Daemon's hole, pounding that tight buttcrack with relentless thrusts. Passion surges wild, unchecked, shattering every restraint. Cum surges as Rob unloads deep inside, flooding hot and thick. But the fire rages on. He pulls back, then drives in once more, slamming home a second massive load, leaving them both wrecked and sated.