The bearded man with dark hair grips the blond’s waist while his tongue pushes past lips, fingers digging into the smooth, sun-kissed skin of his back. They stand close enough that the swim trunks ride low, the blond’s muscular chest pressed against the other’s as he guides his mouth deeper. The air smells of salt and sweat, their bodies locked in a rough, open-mouthed kiss.
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