Leo Domenico and Genesis Luna

When carnie Genesis Luna feels horny, he heads over to the props tent. He unties his apron, checks that the coast is clear, and pulls out his dick. Under his long johns is a pale, toned body. Leo Domenico, who is asleep in the empty lion’s cage nearby, is awakened by Genesis’ groans. Leo sprouts wood once he sees what’s going on, and it’s not long before Genesis is going down on Leo through the bars. It’s a big cock, with lots of girth, and it looks huge when Genesis wraps his lips around it. Leo hooks his tank top behind his neck and pumps while Genesis’ head bobs. Leo’s got an unwaxed torso with oval nipples and hard pecs. Genesis stands and stretches like a cat that has just fed and sticks his tongue through the bars so Leo can suck the cock juice off it. When Genesis does a back flip and pushes his tight, round buns in Leo’s direction, Leo pounces — first with his tongue, then his thumb, then his cock. Urged on by cries of “yeah,” he sinks it to the hilt, and Genesis’ slim, toned body rocks with the lunges. His hole grips Leo’s cock, and he rocks his hips, milking Leo’s prime meat. They synch their rhythms until Genesis spews long trails of cum onto Leo’s hairy chest, then rolls to the ground so Leo can do the same.