The twinks meet in a dimly lit room, their eyes meeting, a silent agreement passing between them. They waste no time, hands reaching for belts, zippers sliding down, pants dropping to the floor. One twink, pale and lean, reveals a cock already hard and ready, the other, tanned and muscular, mirrors him, his own cock standing at attention. They step closer, their bodies pressing together, their erections rubbing against each other. The lean twink drops to his knees, his hand wrapping around the other's cock, his tongue flicking out to taste the pre-cum beading at the tip. He takes the cock into his mouth, his head bobbing, his hand working the base, his other hand cupping the other twink's balls, gently rolling them in his palm.