Gabriel Phoenix and Dan Saxon press their smooth, dark-haired bodies together, his white underwear barely contained as they grip each other in the bamboo-lined space. One dominates the kiss, fingers tangled in the other’s hair while his tongue forces its way past lips, the outdoor light catching the sweat glistening on their chests. The air hums with the weight of their muscles, the white fabric straining against Dan’s hips as Gabriel pins him down, his grip unyielding.
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