You GOTTA Take One Outta The Chamber, Man!

Jake shows up at Reese's place in his usual workout gear, clueless about what to wear on their double date with the models. Reese, always sharp with clothes, starts pulling pieces on Jake so he doesn't look like he just left the weight room. The second Reese smooths a shirt across Jake's chest, Jake's dick decides to stand up and salute. Reese spots the bulge and laughs, but he feels the same twitch in his own pants. They talk it out fast—one quick jerk now, they figure, and they'll both be cool when the girls show up. So they drop their pants and sit on the edge of Reese's bed, legs open, stroking slow at first. Reese's eyes keep drifting to Jake's thick cock sliding through his fist. Jake watches Reese's fingers work his own shaft and picks up the pace. Soon Reese leans over, says he might as well give Jake a hand. He wraps his grip around Jake's dick, pumps steady, then dips his head and takes the head into his warm mouth. Jake groans and lets Reese suck him deeper. When Reese pulls off for air, Jake spins him around, spreads his cheeks, and works a spit-slick finger over Reese's tight hole. Reese pushes back, begging for more, so Jake presses two fingers in, stretching him open while Reese keeps jerking himself. By the time Jake lines his cock up and sinks into Reese's ass, both of them have stopped pretending this is about the date. Jake fucks him hard and steady, Reese moaning on every thrust until Jake pulls out and they finish together, shooting across Reese's stomach.