Joey Mills, lean and clean-shaven with dark hair, strips off his shirt by the railing while Troye Dean squats beside him, shorts already down, his legs spread wide. The bearded one kneels between them, lips locked as Joey lies back, fingers tracing his own cock before Troye takes over, his body pinning Joey down with rough, open-mouthed kisses. The woods frame them in natural light, the wooden railing a silent witness as they shift positions, one on top, legs tangled, the other’s hands gripping his own waist.
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