Sean Zevran and Paul Wagner stand in the center of the room, licking and groping each other's muscled bodies. Paul buries his face in Sean's armpit; Sean accommodates, giving Paul access to that musky scent. Paul works his way south, through the landscape of ridged muscle and furry skin of Sean's torso, stopping at cock level, where he squeezes and sniffs obsessively over Sean's massive, throbbing, uncut meat.