In a cramped, dimly lit hotel room, Drake Law and Cody Banks, two rising stars, find themselves alone and horny. They lock eyes, the tension palpable, before Drake makes the first move, pushing Cody against the wall. Cody gasps, his breath hitching as Drake grinds his cock against him. They strip each other, their hands exploring every toned inch of flesh. Cody's eyes widen at the sight of Drake's thick, ready cock, and he drops to his knees, eager to please. Drake's stomach clenches as Cody's warm mouth envelops him, his tongue flicking along the vein running the length of his shaft. Drake's turn to moan, his grip tightening on Cody's hair, guiding him deeper until he feels the back of Cody's throat, their bodies moving in a rhythm as old as time.