They are forced to square off, in a battle of bearded muscle jocks, each pent up with desire, their bodies tense in the air as they wait near an open window. The wind shrieks through the room, a lamenting wail that echoes the basest screams of the two men as they try and quell their arousal. A war of wills, every thrust a cry of their stubborn love.

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