The moment Troy Kross walks in, Rocky recognizes that specific hunger in his eyes. It’s a look Rocky understands completely. Rocky’s own need, a constant, demanding pulse, answers the silent call from Troy Kross.

Without a word, Rocky pulls Troy Kross onto his lap. You feel the heat as Troy Kross yields to Rocky’s strength. Rocky’s possessive hands hold him firmly as he claims Troy Kross’s mouth in a searing kiss. You see the surrender in Troy Kross’s expression, a complete giving-over.

Then, with a quiet understanding, Troy Kross kneels. His skilled hands work with undeniable enthusiasm, worshiping Rocky. But Rocky is a man of action. When ready, he hauls Troy Kross up, turning him to bend over the desk. Troy Kross is always prepared for him. A single, deep thrust from Rocky fills Troy Kross completely, drawing a sharp gasp.

Rocky sits back, letting Troy Kross set the pace. But Rocky’s patience is finite. Soon, he will grip Troy Kross’s hips and take over, driving into him with a powerful rhythm, giving Troy Kross exactly what they both crave.