The bearded man lifts the blond off the ground, his tattooed arms locked around his waist as they stand on the grass, muscles straining under the sun. The blond braces himself on the other’s shoulders, his shaved head gleaming as he balances above, both gripping each other’s backs in a display of strength. They squat low, knees bent, the blond’s asshole tight against the air as the bearded man’s grip never loosens. The flexed forearms and raised arms cut through the daylight, every muscle defined in the struggle to hold each other up.
