Two lean men in the woods, one with light brown hair and the other clean-shaven, press together under golden light, their mouths locked as grass brushes their legs. The bearded one grips the blond’s waist tight, fingers digging into his side while he tilts his head back, throat exposed. Their embrace is rough, hands wandering to asses, one palm cupping, the other pulling, before the blond drops to his knees, lips already parting for the first deep thrust.
