Diego & Angelo’s Session For Sean Cody

Diego and Angelo find themselves in a steamy encounter at the gym, where Diego ends up riding the handsome top. Diego and Angelo had been eyeing each other for weeks, so when Diego spotted Angelo getting ready to work out shirtless, he knew it was his chance. Angelo, with his sculpted physique, made it hard for Diego to keep his focus. As Angelo picked up a dumbbell, Diego made his move.

“Hey, Angelo, mind spotting me?” Diego asked, his voice laced with suggestion. Angelo turned, his eyes sweeping over Diego appreciatively. “Sure thing, Diego. Let’s see what you’ve got.”

As they started their set, the room seemed to heat up. Angelo’s muscles rippled with each lift, and Diego couldn’t help but admire the view. Angelo caught him staring and smirked. “Like what you see?”

Diego grinned, setting down the weights. “Very much.” He closed the distance between them, reaching up to run a hand over Angelo’s chest. “Mind if I take a closer look?”

Angelo’s smirk turned into a hungry smile. “Be my guest.” As Diego leaned in for a kiss, Angelo’s arms wrapped around him, pulling him tight. Their mouths clashed, tongues battling as they finally gave in to their desire.

When they broke apart, Diego was breathless. “Come with me,” he urged, leading Angelo to a secluded corner of the gym. There, Diego dropped to his knees, unzipping Angelo’s pants and pulling out his hard cock. He took Angelo deep, sucking and licking until the top was panting and gripping Diego’s hair for dear life.

“Fuck, Diego,” Angelo groaned, pulling him up. “I need you.” He spun Diego around, bending him over the dumbbell rack. Diego braced himself, spreading his legs, as Angelo lined up and thrust in.

The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room as Angelo drilled into Diego, each thrust harder than the last. Diego moaned, pushing back against him, urging him on until Angelo growled and flipped him onto the bench press.

Diego lay back, his legs over Angelo’s shoulders, as the top rode him hard. The bench creaked under their weight, and the smell of sweat and sex filled the air. Diego’s cock was rock hard, leaking pre-cum, as Angelo reached down to stroke him in time with his thrusts.

“That’s it, Angelo,” Diego panted. “Don’t stop.” And Angelo didn’t. He kept up his punishing pace, driving Diego higher and higher until he finally came with a shout, his cock pulsing in Angelo’s hand.

Angelo, however, was far from done. He pulled out, spinning Diego around and lifting him off the bench. “Need more of this ass,” he growled, laying Diego back down and spreading his cheeks.

Diego shivered as Angelo’s tongue explored him, rimming him sensually. It was almost too much, the way Angelo teased and probed, drawing out his pleasure. When Angelo finally sat back, his cock was dripping and hard as steel.

Diego watched as Angelo stroked himself, his eyes locked on Diego’s hole. “Come on, Angelo,” Diego begged. “Fuck me again.” But Angelo had other plans. With a final jack off, he came with a roar, his hot cum spraying across Diego’s ass.