Luca Night & Steven Angel at CockyBoys
Luca Knight and Steven Angel go wild on the porch, and believe us, you wouldn’t want to miss this passionate lovemaking provided by CockyBoys. Luca’s fingers twist in the frayed hem of Steven’s tank top as their mouths crash together, the humid air of the sun porch clinging to their skin. Steven’s tongue dominates, pressing Luca against the rattan couch until the cushions groan. “Fuck, you’re eager,” Luca hisses, arching as Steven’s palm grinds against his hardening cock through denim. Without breaking the kiss, Steven yanks Luca’s jeans down, freeing his erection. Luca reciprocates, swallowing Steven’s length whole, throat fluttering around the head as precum hits his tongue.
Steven pulls back, flipping Luca onto his stomach with a slap to his ass. “Let’s see those skills,” he growls, spreading Luca’s cheeks to lap at his hole, spit dripping down his thighs. Two fingers work him open next, scissoring roughly until Luca shoves back, demanding more. “Greedy,” Steven chuckles, adding a third knuckle-deep. Luca’s moans sharpen as Steven’s free hand strokes his cock in time with each thrust.
When Steven sheathes himself bare, Luca clenches hard, drawing a guttural “Christ!” from Steven’s lips. He pounds into him doggystyle, the porch swing creaking violently, until Luca twists suddenly, rolling them sideways. “My turn,” he pants, straddling Steven and sinking down, riding him with slow, punishing rolls of his hips. Steven grips Luca’s waist, bucking upward to meet each drop, sweat-slick skin slapping together.
They shift again–Steven pins Luca on his back, legs hooked over his shoulders as the pace turns frantic. Steven’s balls slap Luca’s ass with every thrust, the headboard cracking against the wall. “Gonna milk you dry,” Steven grunts, thumb rubbing circles on Luca’s leaking tip. Luca comes first, stripes of cum painting his chest as Steven fucks him through it, until his own release erupts across Luca’s stomach, mixing with the mess.
