Winter Games, part 1

William Seed leans against the parallel bars while Brandon Jones sits on the locker room bench, his fingers tracing slow circles over Seed’s tight hole before pulling him down for a deep kiss. Jones grips his own cock hard, his tattooed chest rising as Seed takes him deep in his mouth, the bench creaking under their weight. The air smells like sweat and oil as Jones flips him onto his back, the bench’s cold metal biting into Seed’s shoulders before he drives into him with rough, controlled thrusts.