Danny and Tristan had just met five minutes before we filmed this, and you'd have thought they were old drinking buddies. Maybe it's because they kept talking about how straight they were. Danny was particularly impressed that Tristan had damaged his fist the evening before in a fit of rage against a brick wall. But, yea, in another universe these two would have probably gone out to dinner and a movie first.

I had told Danny that he was just going to get blown by the new guy, and he was fine with that - thinking himself the masculine alpha. He did keep a keen eye on Tristan's cock,... Show more