In the throes of a languid afternoon, two unshaven twinks found themselves in a state of heightened awareness. The first, a lithe young man with a wild thatch of hair, noticed the other's growing erection. He reached out, tentatively at first, then with more confidence, tracing the length through the thin fabric. The other twink, his breath coming in short gasps, pushed into the touch. Their lazy afternoon was about to turn into a gay sex marathon, filled with the sounds of their heated moans and the scent of their sweat and precum.