Dawn finds Ryan Rose and Lance Luciano asleep in each other’s arms in a tangle of snow-white sheets. They awake overcome with lust for each other’s flawless, smooth and muscular bodies. After a wake-up kiss, Ryan uses his mouth to attend to Lance‘s morning wood. While basking in the attention to his cock and balls, Lance massages Ryan‘s nuts and hole.
Trelino is a handsome young fellow, clean-shaven and smooth, with caramel-colored skin nearly free of ink. He’s leaning into a large box, while Tyson Tyler and Dato Foland knead his glutes and tongue his hole. Trelino‘s hole has them full of sexual energy that has to go to the next level. Tyson and Dato take time to attend to the demands of their throbbing cocks: Dato lies on his back and Tyson lowers his twitching hole onto Dato‘s projectile.
The air is saturated with pheromones, with only candles to hold back the dark. Boomer Banks lies in a large white circle inscribed on the floor, his head and feet touching the edges. His huge cock, dead center, points skyward. Shawn Wolfe, Trelino, Tyson Tyler and Dato Foland converge and a feeding frenzy ensues. Their four butts run the gamut of skin tone from pale white to dark chocolate. They pass Boomer‘s cock back and forth for a taste of its massiveness
Super sexy exclusives Ryan RoseandShawn Wolfelie naked, making out on a fur rug. Their limber bodies press together. Ryan is smooth, Shawn furry. They slowly savor each other with a sniff here, a lick there, until Ryan leans overs to inhale Shawn’s dripping cock. The chemistry between them is electrifying.
Jake Jammer‘s beating heart is etched in blue ink on his chest. It’s a tie whose nipples are harder, his or those of Rey Luis, to whom he is connected at several points. Rey is smooth with an ass that begs to be grabbed. Jake has faint hairs scattered across his chest, lick-able hairy legs, and a long cock that angles down like a divining rod that just found water. Jake offers verbal encouragement while he enjoys a tongue bath and an expert, deep suck that leaves his ball hairs glistening with saliva.
After suppressing their lust for too long, Best Buddies Ryan Rose and Billy Santoro yield to the inevitable. The clothes can’t come off fast enough and the need to kiss and embrace only postpones the moment when they are finally buck naked. Ryan presses his palms against Billy’s hairy chest in wonder, as if he didn’t expect to find hair there. He redirects his attention to sucking Billy‘s cock, causing Billy to moan and slam his head into the pillow.
The writhing mass of muscle and ink, part black, part white, is Race Cooper and Seven Dixon. They’re joined at the tongue. Race is smooth and Seven isn’t, but their desires are identical. Their enormous cocks fight for supremacy, slapping against each other, making audible smacking sounds. Seven swallows Race‘s cock and Race makes his tongue disappear in Seven‘s hole, which is pink and ringed with hair. Pulling his face away from Seven’s muscular bubble butt, Race rams his cock full-bore into Seven’s hole.
Cleaning the steel meat-cutting tables, Angelo Marconi polishes the surfaces. When he bends over, his low-riding jeans reveal a prime butt-crack that grabs the attention of Jimmy Durano. Jimmy pops a boner that he massages through his leather work apron until it’s bigger than a pork tenderloin. Angelo looks up to see Jimmy‘s throbbing invitation and swallows the choice cut of meat. Holding his hard meat in his gloved hand, Jimmy packs Angelo‘s throat until the juices run clear. Wanting a crack at Angelo‘s crack, Jimmy pushes his jeans down lower and bends him over the shining table.
Chris Bines and Colt Rivers are young guys whose hard ons are parallel twin missiles ready to launch. Chris is the slightly furry stud with the inked sleeve and pecs. Both sport full beards. Chris leans over to grab Colt‘s dick, aiming it in the direction of his mouth, stroking it and sucking it wetly. Swapping positions, Colt goes down on Chris, who slaps and kneads the cheeks of Colt’s plump, smooth ass.
Exhausted after handling slabs of meat all day, Hans Berlin complains to Tommy Defendi that he needs something to make him feel better. Tommy wonders if his cock fits the bill. This slab of meat is definitely to Hans‘ liking. He opens his mouth to accept Tommy‘s offer, becoming more energized with every millimeter that passes his lips. Tommy’s tube steak is juicy, fat and veiny, and he patiently feeds it to Hans, who keeps his right hand busy jacking his own dick while he sucks.
Christening his new place is the perfect excuse for Ryan Rose to invite Brandon Jones over for a hot afternoon tryst. Once in the bedroom they can’t wait to start peeling off the clothes. Brandon is smooth and pale, with a body that promises lots of flexibility for fucking. They grind their faces and crotches together. Brandon is temporarily airborne when Ryan flings him onto the bed, then collapses on top of him, all hands.
Landon Conrad and Seven Dixon are kissing, their hands reaching out for cocks and balls, their tongues seeking each other’s mouths. Seven pushes Landon onto a couch and takes what he wants. Muscles flex and collide. He smothers Landon‘s face with his ass, he inhales Landon‘s hard cock, then submits to a pounding of ferocious intensity.
Ray Han leans back in the hot tub, enjoying the warm sun on his face. Liam Magnuson slides into the water across from him wearing an expectant grin. The water turns Liam‘s white trunks transparent. Their feet seek out each other’s baskets under the water and Liam accelerates the momentum by exposing his cock for Ray to grab with his toes. Ducking underwater, Ray gives Liam a deep blow job. Ray’s mouth feels so good, Liam doesn’t want it to stop, so he stands up so Ray can suck and breathe at the same time. Liam eat Ray‘s ass, which quivers and vibrates until Ray’s entire body jiggles.
Handsome Adam Wirthmore is polishing the steel table used to prepare the choicest cuts of meat in San Francisco. Nearby, there’s another choice cut ready to hit the table: the hard tube steak in Landon Conrad‘s jeans. Adam reaches down to produce a matching sausage as they grin and stare each other down like livestock in heat. Between them, they light a fire by rubbing two dicks together. Adam uses his mouth to keep the blaze going, squeezing Landon’s nuts and sucking every square inch of skin from Landon’s pubes to his taint. Landon kneels to do the same, as Adam face-fucks him. While standing, Landon’s got his tongue in Adam‘s ass and his cock in Adam’s mouth
Angel Rock offers living, sweaty proof that a man’s best friend is…his hand…while basking in the California sunshine. His compact body is convex in all the right places, covered with barely clipped dark hair, and muscled from collarbone to calves. His bright yellow swim trunks and towel are the perfect complement to his tan. The sunshine triggers lens flares in the dark glass of his Ray Bans and the tiniest pool of perspiration has collected in the hollow of his throat.
Landon Conrad and Tyson Tyler are lip locked in an embrace. Landon‘s perfectly chiseled muscles pulse against Tyson‘s glistening skin. Tyson can’t resist going down on Landon’s thick rock hard rod. He opens his throat wide for him and devours every inch like a champion. Landon bends Tyson over, to get at that sweet, perfectly round, smooth ass. Landon grasps and slurps like he’s never had it so good. Untamed, he takes Tyson‘s ass and probes it deep with his manly circumference– First by letting Tyson ride it.
