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The sun's beating down after hours of hiking, and James finally drops onto a patch of cool grass by the lake, shirt already gone, boots kicked off, ready to strip the rest and just breathe. That's when he notices Danny watching from the tree line, same hungry look, same obvious hard-on straining in his shorts.No words needed. Danny steps into the clearing, peels everything off, and they crash together like they've been waiting weeks. Rough hands everywhere, mouths locked, stubble scraping. Danny sinks to his knees in the dirt, yanks James's pants down, and groans the second that thick uncut cock slaps free. He swallows it deep, sloppy and eager, cheeks hollowing while James threads fingers through his hair and fucks that warm throat.James is rock-hard and leaking in minutes. Danny spins around, plants his hands on a fallen log, and pushes his ass back with a needy whine. James lines up and slides home raw, one long thrust that buries him to the root in tight heat.