Sean Duran drives into Chandler Scott hard from behind while the other two watch from the poolside, their muscles straining as the water ripples around them. The tattooed man in the background grips the edge, his smooth chest glistening, while the blond leans forward, his beard shadowed by the sun. Chandler’s hands dig into the concrete as Duran’s rhythm turns relentless, the pool’s surface breaking under their weight.
