Billie Starz leans over the balcony railing, his dark hair catching the light as Kevin Grey grips his hips and drives into him hard, the greenery blurring behind them. The muscular man above holds him steady, his clean-shaven jaw tight with each thrust, while Billie Starz’s breath hitches between moans. Their bodies press together, the outdoor air thick with the sound of wet flesh slapping.
