Alpine Wood - Part 2

Sometimes a guy gets you so hard, you strip bare right there, privacy be damned. Landon Conrad and Brandon Jones barely reach the stairs' midpoint before shedding every stitch. Brandon locks his long legs around Landon's torso, pulling him in tight, as if escape were even an option. Landon wouldn't dream of it. Breath ragged, mouths watering, they devour each other's cocks with hungry abandon. Landon's shoulders bulge with muscle; stiff nipples jut from his broad, hairy chest. Brandon's lean and smooth, his tawny hole taut and irresistible, drawing Landon's tongue like a siren's call. But Brandon craves more—Landon's cock slamming deep—so he springs onto Landon's lap and rides with wild gusto. Landon cups Brandon's flat belly, thrusting up hard until sweat slicks their sides like summer rain. As Landon nears the edge, Brandon pulls free and laps at his balls, fingers plunging into his own ass while he strokes himself furious. They erupt together, cum arcing wild through the air.