Archie and Donovan collide in locker room tension as the jock’s rage at the oblivious newbie shifts to primal hunger. Archie’s glare sharpens when Donovan strips, revealing a tight frame that halts his bullying mid-snarl. No words—just a shove against lockers, lips crushed, hands yanking down sweatpants. Archie’s cock spears Donovan’s hole raw, the newbie’s gasps swallowed by the jock’s growl. Sweat-slicked tiles bear witness as Archie pounds him, claiming what he never knew he craved: power, heat, and the unspoken thrill of bending the innocent to his will.
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