The military locker room is a powder keg of suppressed desire, and Daniel Evans is the match. Trevor Brooks notices Daniel’s lingering glances during the shower — the kind of look that communicates everything in a split second between men who understand the code. Towels barely conceal growing erections as they find themselves alone after the platoon clears out. Daniel makes the first move, pressing Trevor against the cold metal lockers for a kiss that tastes like defiance. Dog tags clatter as uniforms hit the tile floor in a rush. Trevor drops to his knees on the wet shower floor, taking Daniel’s military-grade cock down his throat while steam swirls around them. The bench becomes their staging ground as Daniel bends Trevor over and enters him raw, both men’s military discipline translating into sexual stamina that allows for a marathon session. The echo of skin slapping in the empty locker room is dangerously loud but neither man cares anymore. Trevor bites his own fist to muffle screams while Daniel drives in with the precision of a trained soldier. The barracks breeding leaves them both drained and satisfied.
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