Worker Enjoying Steamy Bathhouse Fun

Deep from the gut.Jax moaned as the first wave hit his mouth—and that pushed him over the edge.He came untouched—dick shooting high, coating his own chest with thick white arcs, trembling under Tre’s weight.When it ended, Tre leaned down, kissed him slow—tongue dragging through the mess he’d made. Gay sex He didn’t realize how much adrenaline was still in him until the cold hallway hit.Jax came out a minute later, fresh cigar between his fingers.“You learning fast,” Jax said.Tre’s voice dropped. No shame. “Me strokin’.”That hit.Tre stepped forward, slower now. Just a time, a room number, and a command:“Don’t bring your questions. Boots on the hardwood, no rush. Not playfully. “This next part? One bottle of bourbon. “And now you’re learning what most never do.”Tre raised an eyebrow. Head bowed.Jax didn’t look up. He didn’t realize how much adrenaline was still in him until the cold hallway hit.Jax came out a minute later, fresh cigar between his fingers.“You learning fast,” Jax said.Tre’s voice dropped. But dominance isn’t just about presence—it’s about patience.