The sun beats down on the pair of twinks, their bodies glistening with sweat, shorts straining against their growing erections. They exchange knowing glances, their eyes flicking down to the prominent bulges before looking away, feigning disinterest. But their bodies betray them, their cocks throbbing and twitching, tents forming in their shorts. They brush against each other, hands lingering on hips, fingers tracing the waistbands of their shorts, each touch sending jolts of electricity through their systems. The park fades away, leaving only the two of them, their desires raging, their bodies aching for release.