Theo Ford’s beard scrapes against Anthony Cruz’s neck as he grips his jaw, pulling his head back to expose the thick vein in his throat while Cruz’s tongue drags up the underside of his chin. The cap on Ford’s head casts shadows over the blond’s tight, sweat-slicked abs as he guides Cruz’s mouth down, fingers tangling in the shorter man’s hair to angle him deeper. Between bites of skin, Cruz’s hands slide up Ford’s chest, nails digging into the muscle just above his collarbone. The green foliage behind them blurs as Ford’s hips jerk forward, pressing his cock against Cruz’s lips.
