Two broad-shouldered men in the woods, one bare-chested with slicked-back dark hair and the other in tight jeans, haul a heavy log into place with strength before the spray of a nearby water source soaks their skin. The bearded one grips the log while the other, shirtless and glistening, leans into him with a rough embrace, their bodies pressed together as if testing the weight of each other’s muscles. The water’s force cuts through the air, turning their skin to damp sheen before they drop the log and pull apart, only to lock lips, tongues tangling as the spray keeps falling.
