He had been feeling restless all day, unable to shake the gnawing feeling in his gut that something was missing. As he reached the dimly lit hallway leading to the back rooms, he couldn't ignore the call of his primal urges any longer. With a shaky hand, Beaux Morgan pushed open the door to the bathroom, the scent of sex and sweat hitting him immediately. He could barely make out the silhouette of his friend Chris Damned, standing by one of the glory holes, his head thrown back in pleasure. Without hesitation, Morgan dropped to his knees and took Chris' hard cock into his mouth. Chris moane...

He had been feeling restless all day, unable to shake the gnawing feeling in his gut that something was missing. As he reached the dimly lit hallway leading to the back rooms, he couldn't ignore the call of his primal urges any longer. With a shaky hand, Beaux Morgan pushed open the door to the bathroom, the scent of sex and sweat hitting him immediately. He could barely make out the silhouette of his friend Chris Damned, standing by one of the glory holes, his head thrown back in pleasure. Without hesitation, Morgan dropped to his knees and took Chris' hard cock into his mouth. Chris moaned and thrust his hips forward, urging Morgan on, taking him deeper and deeper. When Chris finally came, Morgan swallowed every drop before standing up and stepping back from the glory hole. He could imagine Chris' flushed face and satisfied smirk. "Thanks, man," Chris said, catching his breath. "I owe you one." Morgan just grinned and walked away, knowing that he would be back for more the next time his urges called. After all, that's what friends were for.