Leo Giamani Fucks Beaux

Leo and Beaux lock eyes for the first time as partners, a thrill they've both craved. Beaux has savored bottoming before, the sweet ache of it, but nothing matches the rumors swirling around Leo's size. Their lips crash together in a deep, devouring kiss, hands roaming with urgent need—fingers tracing muscles, cupping asses, igniting skin. Heat builds fast. Beaux drops to his knees, yanks Leo's pants down, and takes that massive cock into his mouth. Leo's no myth; it's thick, veined, a beast that stretches Beaux's jaw wide. Beaux works it like a master, sucking deep with wet pulls, tongue swirling along the pulsing shaft, drawing Leo's heavy balls into his warm mouth one by one. He nips at Leo's nipples, sharp and teasing, then trails kisses across thighs and belly, soft contrasts to the building storm. Leo can't wait. He spins Beaux around, grips those hips, and thrusts in hard—plunging his huge dick deep into that tight, welcoming ass. Beaux gasps, body yielding. Leo pounds from behind, relentless rhythm shaking them both, sweat slicking their skin. Then Leo stretches out on his back, pulling Beaux atop him. Beaux rides slow at first, grinding down to take every inch, then faster, hips snapping as Leo bucks up to meet him. Finally, they collapse side by side, hands flying over their cocks—grunts ripping from throats, faces twisted in raw ecstasy. Cum erupts in thick jets, splattering chests and bellies in hot release.