They even go out onto the balcony and hope people are watching them fuck so hard [Balcony]

Draped in shadows, I watch them through the lens, their bodies intertwined in a messy tangle of limbs. The guy on the bottom grunts, his cock slick and glistening, as the other one rides him hard, fucking him raw and deep. The room is a blur of motion, the only sounds the wet smacks of flesh against flesh and their ragged breaths. He leans in, biting down on the guy’s neck, leaving a mark, his hips pounding relentlessly. The room is hot, the air thick with the scent of sex and sweat. They’re not holding back, not caring who might hear the headboard slamming against the wall, the filthy words tumbling out of their mouths. Suddenly, they’re up, moving towards the balcony, the cool night air doing nothing to dampen their ardor. They’re fucking wildly, their bodies silhouetted against the city lights, hoping for an audience, craving the thrill of being watched. His hand wraps around the other guy’s throat, squeezing as he fucks him harder, deeper, their grunts and moans echoing into the night.