Alpine Wood - Part 2

Chris Bines bends low over the pool table, his firm crack teasing above the waistband of his jeans with every shot. Luke Milan pauses, eyeing the balls for his next play, when Kaleb Klark strolls in, towel knotted loosely at his waist—likely bound for the hot tub. Chris lunges, snatches the towel, and yanks it free. Kaleb freezes, caught in a split-second of shock, his smooth, pale skin flushing as his cock and balls swing exposed, the unwitting stars of their game now. 'Nice little dish,' Chris murmurs, voice low and appreciative. Young and irresistibly sexy, Kaleb's thighs promise a vise-like grip, built to crush and cling. Luke and Chris close in, lips meeting Kaleb's in a heated rush. They work him fast—tongues and hands coaxing his shaft to rigid life, then to a shuddering, gushing release. Kaleb stumbles off toward his original path, leaving Chris and Luke throbbing with need. They dive into each other: mouths devouring, bodies slamming together in a frenzy of suck and thrust. Chris sheds his jeans at last, baring that tempting crack fully, and Luke drives in deep, claiming it with urgent strokes. Chris flips the script, pinning Luke on his back and plunging home in return. Luke's hand clamps tight on Chris's balls, and ropes of thick spunk erupt from his cock in massive spurts. A few final, savage thrusts, and Chris unloads his own hot flood across Luke's rippling abs.