Two men in the shade of palm trees, one with dark hair and a smooth, lean build, the other broad-shouldered and muscular, press together, their mouths locked as the bearded one grips the first’s ass, fingers digging into tight flesh. The striped shirt rides up just enough to show the curve of his waist, while the other’s breath comes sharp against his neck, hands sliding lower. The air hums with the weight of their bodies, the only sound the rasp of skin against skin.
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