Watch: Giuseppe Pardi and Jeffry Branson

Giuseppe Pardi grips Jeffry Branson’s bicep while their chests press together, the tiled locker room reflecting their sweat-slicked skin. One hand lingers on the other’s shoulder as they lock in tight, arms wrapped around each other’s backs. The bigger man’s fingers trace the smaller’s chest, their mouths crashing into desperate, open-mouthed kisses. Mirrors blur the space between them as they hold on, bodies angled just right for the next touch.