İki arkadaş. Bir dakika. Bir dağınık son.

It was just supposed to be a chill hangout — no pressure, no plans. But when our eyes locked and the tension hit, everything changed. One touch led to another, and soon we were both stroking, gasping, and giving in to the moment. No words. No labels. Just two bros unleashing all that built-up heat until the room smelled like sweat and cum. A spontaneous release we'll never forget… and maybe even do again.