Will and Josh had been inseparable since their days in New York, bonding over late-night gaming sessions of "Escape from Tarkov" and a mutual love of shooting sports.
The desert was their escape. On weekends, they'd head out to shoot, the tension between them crackling like the sharp report of gunfire. Playful touches lingered longer; a hand on a shoulder, a shared laugh, a look that said more than words ever could.
One evening, after a victorious Tarkov raid, the air in their shared living room felt charged. Josh leaned closer, his voice low. "Ever think we’re more than just friends?"
Will’s breath hitched, his gaze steady. "Yeah, I do."
The space between them disappeared as their lips met, the kiss hungry and electrifying. Hands roamed, exploring familiar yet new territory, their movements desperate and filled with years of unspoken desire.The desert outside was quiet, but inside, they discovered a passion as wild and unyielding as the Arizona sun.

Yeet ya

Ya yeet

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Pistol grip chin confirmed

Thank you.