Hungry For Moore

Gabriel Cross raps on Logan Moore's door, and Logan knows exactly what the stud craves. No chit-chat. Logan strips Gabriel's shirt off and drops him to his knees in a heartbeat. Gabriel dives in, lips sealing around Logan's thick, uncut cock, swallowing it to the hilt. Logan savors the sight of this eager young buck devouring him, craving every flick of tongue. He sheds his pants and stretches out on the bench, legs splayed wide. Now Logan claims his turn, mouth engulfing Gabriel's hefty uncut shaft, inch by deliberate inch, relishing the heat and pulse. Gabriel hungers for more. He climbs atop Logan, presenting that plump, greedy ass. Gabriel keeps sucking, deep and relentless, while Logan's tongue circles and probes his tight hole. The suction on Logan's dick drives him wild—he can't resist. A guttural moan escapes as he announces his release, ropes of cum splattering his own stomach. Gabriel laps it clean, the salty tang of Logan still coating his mouth. Then he erupts, drenching Logan's chiseled, fur-dusted chest.