Nico Coopa was just about to head out to the pool when a knock interrupted his plans. Opening the door, he found his neighbor, Logan Aarons, holding a misdelivered package. The sun was bright, and Nico saw no reason for Logan Aarons to leave. He invited Logan to join him. Soon, the two men were stretched out on loungers, the heat of the day settling on their skin. Nico’s gaze kept drifting over the lines of Logan Aarons’ torso. Nico watched as Logan’s eyes did the same, tracing a path down Nico’s body. That silent appreciation became a slow, deliberate touch. The cool water of the pool did little to offset the heat they generated, their bodies moving together with a slick, urgent rhythm on the warm concrete. Nico was consumed by the feel of Logan Aarons, and Logan Aarons was just as lost in Nico.
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