Miles, inked and pierced, and Preston, pale and emo, meet in a dimly lit room, their eyes meeting in silent agreement. They kiss, a clash of tongues and teeth, hands clawing at each other's clothes. Miles, hard already, grinds against Preston, who moans, pushing back. They strip, and Preston's eyes widen at Miles' cock, thick and ready. He takes it in his hand, stroking, then sucks it, gagging slightly. Miles pulls him up, kissing him, tasting his own cock, before bending Preston over the bed. He spits, lubes his cock, and pushes in, making Preston cry out. They fuck hard, Miles' hips slapping Preston's ass, Preston's hands fisting the sheets, their moans echoing in the room.