Zack and Tyler, left alone in their suite, give in to their shared fetish. Tyler, straddling a chair, strokes his black-haired head and small, cut cock, his eyes locked onto Zack's. The room fills with the scent of precum as they both edge, their movementssyncopated. Tyler's hand moves faster, his breath hitching, and Zack mirrors him, their gazes intense. The room echoes with their moans, a symphony of their shared gay lust.