Tristan and Marcus, their bodies glistening with melted snow and sweat, can't resist each other any longer. Tristan's ass, already pink from the cold, turns a deeper shade as Marcus spreads his cheeks for a thorough tongue-fucking. Marcus' cock, already rock-hard from the snowball fight, grows even harder as he watches Tristan's perfect little hole open up for him. He pushes inside, feeling Tristan's tight heat envelop him. Tristan, meanwhile, is in heaven, feeling Marcus' thick cock filling him up while he strokes his own aching dick. They switch positions, with Tristan bouncing on Marcus' cock, taking it deep and hard. Marcus' hands grip Tristan's hips, pulling him down as he thrusts up, their bodies slapping together. They come together, their cries of pleasure echoing through the apartment as they collapse in a tangled, cum-soaked mess.