Τα γκέι δίδυμα δεν μπορούν να αντισταθούν ο ένας στον άλλο στην πισίνα - η γυμνή ζέστη ξεφεύγει από τον έλεγχο

Sunset hits the water, steam rising off the tiles, two twinks laughing in the pool — tight bodies glistening, swim trunks riding low, eyes lingering just a second too long. One playful shove, one splash too many, then hands start slipping, grabbing slick skin under the surface. No words. Just breath hitching, hearts pounding. One leans in — a kiss, soft at first, then hungry, deep, desperate. Trunks float away. Hands stroke hardening cocks beneath the water. Then one bends over the edge, legs trembling, back arched. The other presses close — no condom, just raw, hot need — and pushes deep. A gasp echoes across the night. Then a moan. One bareback thrust after another, slow at first, then wild, uncontrolled. Water splashes with every pump, sweat mixes with chlorine, heat builds faster than either boy expected. One cums inside, hot and thick. The other follows, emptying his load deep, claiming him. They collapse against each other, breathless, ruined, already craving more.