Slam Dunk My Hole

Leo Louis and his partner lean against a pole, gripping a basketball between them, their dark hair catching the light as one lifts it high for a slam dunk. The hoop waits below, silent, while their mouths crash together, tongues tangled, laughter spilling out as they grip each other’s hair, fingers digging into lean, clean-shaven arms. The court stretches behind them, empty except for the hoop’s rim, but their focus is never on the game.