Amidst the dim, damp bathtub, a twink's eyes gleam with lust, fixated on the stud's beefy cock. Slipping in beside him, he doesn't hesitate, taking the thick meat into his mouth, his tongue swirling around the sensitive ridge. The stud grunts, his hips lifting, fucking the twink's face. The water's surface ripples with their movements, the air thick with their groans and the scent of sweat and sex. The twink's own cock aches, trapped in his wet briefs, but he's focused on the stud's pleasure. The stud's breath hitches, and the twink feels the cock swell, ready to burst. He pulls back just enough to catch the first spurt on his tongue, his eyes locked on the stud's as he swallows every salty drop.