Count Me In

Census taker Tyler Rush trudges door-to-door, clipboard in hand, gathering neighborhood stats. His routine crumbles the moment Finn Harding swings open the door—a ripped jock, fresh from the shower, clad only in a low-slung towel that barely conceals his bulge. Tyler's pulse races, work forgotten in a haze of lust. He steps inside, the door clicking shut behind him. Finn's towel drops, revealing a thick, uncut cock that Tyler craves instantly. Kneeling, Tyler wraps his lips around it, taking every veined inch down his throat until Finn groans. The jock grips Tyler's hair, guiding him deeper. Minutes later, Finn bends the twink over, slicking his hole with spit before plunging bareback inside. Tyler gasps, stretched full. They stumble through the walk-in closet, Finn thrusting relentlessly, pinning Tyler against shelves and mirrors. On the lush bed, Finn flips him, pounding harder, their bodies slick with sweat. Tyler clenches around that invading shaft, both men teetering on the edge, desperate to unleash their loads in a stranger's frenzy.