Freshmen.net: Asher Masters and Luca Filipi

Asher stood in the doorway of the cabin as Luca Filipi stepped out of his car. The second their eyes locked, the air between them crackled. Luca was taller than his photos suggested, with dark hair, a strong jaw, and a lean, athletic build that filled out his fitted shirt perfectly. Asher felt his pulse jump.

“Hey,” Luca said, voice low and warm. He closed the distance in a few strides and pulled Asher into a firm hug. Their bodies pressed together, and Asher caught the faint scent of Luca’s cologne mixed with something warmer, more masculine.

They barely made it inside before the kiss happened. Luca’s mouth found Asher’s, hungry from the first second. Tongues slid together, wet and insistent. Asher’s hands gripped Luca’s waist, pulling him closer until their hips ground together. Both men were already hard, cocks straining against their pants.