The sun is bright, but Colby Tate has other plans. Waking up hot and bothered, a quick text to Derek Spears is all it takes. Colby Tate races over, bursting with a singular hunger.

He finds Derek Spears stretched out on the couch. Colby Tate doesn’t hesitate, covering Derek’s body with his own. His mouth travels from Derek Spears’ neck to his chest. Colby hooks his fingers in Derek’s waistband and pulls. There it is—the hard cock Colby Tate fell for and craves.

Colby takes Derek Spears into his mouth for a teasing taste. Derek’s voice rumbles, “You like that? I’m glad you came over.” Colby Tate’s heart swells at the words.

But Derek Spears is hungry, too. “Just come here,” he says, nudging Colby Tate over his face. When Derek Spears shoves his tongue inside, it’s an electric jolt. He’s mastered the art of driving Colby Tate wild.

Then, Colby Tate slides down onto that incredible pipe between Derek Spears’ legs, taking every inch. Derek Spears grips Colby’s hips, then uses his killer abs to roll Colby Tate onto his back. Now Derek Spears is in charge, plowing into Colby Tate with a rhythm that’s pure fire until he unleashes deep inside.