Hunter and Gabriel
Big, black, beefy and bare-chested, Hunter is doing some heavy-duty lawn work. Sleek, sexy and honey-colored, Gabriel is hanging out behind a tree, watching the show of beefcake, rubbing his crotch in admiration, until he just has to come out of hiding and touch Hunter’s sweaty torso. This convinces the landscaper it’s time to take a sex break. First the guys kiss, caress and strip down. Gabriel goes to his knees to suck Hunter’s big, thick, chocolate horse-cock down to the fuzzy nuts. When Hunter sits on a bench, Gabriel sits on Hunter’s upstanding fuckstick, grunts, gasps and takes a ride. Once Gabriel’s hole has opened up to the invader, Hunter bends his bitch over the bench and reenters from behind, controlling the pace of the fuck now. Though Gabriel grits his teeth and takes a pounding, his persistent hard-on, wagging in the breeze, tells us he’s feeling fine. When Gabriel lifts a leg and plants a foot on the bench, Hunter fucks deep as a man can go—till he pulls out and hoses a load all over Gabriel’s pretty face. This champion fucker is so horned up that, after Gabriel unloads all over, Hunter pops a second wad on a sticky but happy Gabriel.
