Full ver | After Workout. After Shower. After the “Massage.”

We showered together. Everything was covered in slippery soap. Hands started roaming—thick pecs, veiny arms, and that thick cock hanging heavily between the legs, all lathered with soap. No one spoke. Only breathing getting heavier.

Then the oil came out.

We said “just a massage.” Helping each other recover. Being good training partners.

Bullshit.

Those slick hands slid down my back, grabbed that hard, perky ass, and the massage was over. One knelt down. The other didn't even bother pretending, didn't stop at all.

Oil everywhere. Muscles sliding against each other. Cocks slapping against abs. One pinned the other against the tiles, rubbing that thick cock in the oil-slick ass crack back and forth until both started leaking.

We flipped. We fought for it. Hands pushing, hips thrusting, both wanting to dominate.

So in the end, who got fucked?

One finally got pinned down. Legs spread. That oil-slicked hole stretched open, pounded deep, while the other panted like he'd never been fucked this deep after a workout.

Sweat + oil + saliva. The two muscular bodies that just wanted to “relax” ended up fucked into a mess, dripping all the way down, but still wanting more.

Starting from shower and massage, it turned into that raw, intense muscle sex where you walk out still sticky, can't wash it off clean.

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