My New Neighbor

Max Lorde just moved in when Eric Charming swung by next door. They clicked fast. Max muttered something about the city feeling empty, hard to meet anyone real, and Eric grinned, told him to come over anytime, literally next door. Couple days later Max shows up, they kick back, talk turns personal quick. Turns out Max just ended things and wants a fresh start. Eric’s been flying solo too, tired of the same empty nights. Once that’s out there the air changes. Max drops to his knees first, tattoos shifting over his shoulders as he takes Eric’s cock deep, nose pressed to skin, throat working like he’s been starving for it. Eric grabs a fistful of that bright red hair, pushes harder, feeds it to him until Max’s eyes water and spit runs down his chin. When Max finally comes up for air he turns, spreads, and Eric’s right there, sliding into that tight ass with one steady thrust. Max groans, pushes back, taking every inch while Eric grips his hips and drives deeper, harder, until the slap of skin fills the room and Max’s cock swings untouched beneath him.