Leo Giamani Fucks Rusty

Rusty thrums with joy, simply perched beside Leo. Leo buzzes like a live wire, drunk on the promise of scorching sex with his friend. They're just two grinning fools, words tumbling out about how insanely hot the other looks. Rusty kicks things off, voice low and teasing: 'Since you're gonna fuck me, you can blow me a little.' Leo dives right in, lips sealing around Rusty's dick with hungry greed. He sucks hard, pulling moans from deep within. Rusty hardens fast, desire flooding him. He lunges forward to repay the favor, snatching Leo's cock—thick as a fresh baguette—and devours it. He fights to swallow every inch down his throat, gagging but relentless. Leo pants, chest heaving; he's teetering on the edge, nut ready to burst, but he reins it in and attacks Rusty's rod once more. Then he shifts behind, easing his fat shaft into Rusty's tight asshole with careful thrusts. It stings sharp. It smarts like fire. It hurts, oh it hurts—but the pleasure crashes through, sweet and savage. Leo pounds steady, driving deep while Rusty flips onto his back, hand flying over his own cock toward release. Leo yanks out at the last second, spilling hot cum across Rusty's belly in thick ropes, milking every last drop. Drained and sated, they tumble into a sweaty, tangled heap.