Lakefront

Ryan Cage lies sprawled on the grass, his bald head gleaming under the dappled light, while the tattooed, stocky man kneels between his thighs, fingers already working his hole. Another, muscular and short-haired, grips his cock hard, stroking fast as the red sportswear, torn and discarded, spreads around them like a makeshift blanket. The woods swallow their groans, the air thick with the scent of sweat and pine.