Straight To Gay: Arno Antino & Elias
Arno Antino and Elias’ bro-to-bro masturbation chat spirals into a night of raw, unfiltered gay passion in this explosive, boundary-shattering scene where straight lines blur and lust takes over.
Arno Antino, the smooth-talking ladies’ man, slumps on the couch, nursing a beer as Elias—the perpetually single, sharp-tongued skeptic—fires off rapid-fire questions about his sudden dry spell. “You? No action? Impossible,” Elias smirks, his eyes narrowing with mock suspicion. Arno deflects, but Elias leans in, relentless: “Face it, dude. You’re starving. Time to get creative.” What starts as banter turns raunchy as Elias rattles off advice—porn genres to stream, lube hacks, and step-by-step jerk-off techniques, his voice dripping with faux-professionalism. Arno squirms, half-laughing, half-hypnotized by Elias’ uncharacteristic confidence.
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The room thickens. Elias’ words hit too close to home, and Arno’s smirk falters, replaced by a primal hunger he can’t name. “Why don’t we just… practice?” Elias blurts, his bravado cracking into genuine nerves. Arno hesitates, then nods, the air snapping with tension. Pants drop. Hands move. Moans erupt. What begins as mutual stress relief escalates—fingers linger, gazes lock, and Elias’ cock twitches as Arno’s fist flies faster. When Elias leans in, his lips brushing Arno’s, the floodgates burst. Clothes vanish. Tongues clash. Bodies fuse in a frantic tangle of sweat and saliva as they devour each other, rewriting every rule they thought defined them.
