Category Archives: PHYSICAL ATTRIBUTES
Gavin Greene is an all-around agreeable guy. As he lounges on my casting couch he assures me that he's a trisexual, explaining, "I'll try everything twice." Thoughtfully, he defines his viewpoint, saying that if you experiment at least twice with a new idea, you have a better understanding of how you really feel about it. Gavin doesn't buy into labels. He adds, "I am whatever I am doing in that moment with the other person". Having convinced me that he's up for anything, he gets comfortable on the sofa and starts rubbing his dick through his jeans. Playfully, he unveils what he's working with: a truly huge cock! I approach with my tape measure, and wrap it for seven inches around the middle of his fat dick. He's disappointed with my initial measurement of his length, saying that he's still working on getting it ready. I find his brag difficult to believe. But when I measure again, his nearly 7 inches become an impressive 8 in my hand. He smiles, and encourages me to keep rubbing his rigid cock as he moans with pleasure. Hard and horned up, he wants to see what I'm working with. "WOW!" he sighs, shocked as I unwrap my impressive prize, quickly adding, "Can I suck it?" Gavin bats his lashes slyly, pouting that he doesn't know how to suck dick. I realize as he deepthroats my massive schlong that he's just playing at being shy. This guy knows how to smoke a pole, and looks hot as hell doing it! He hungrily stuffs his face with my meat. Licking and sucking, he listens for my approving moan every slurp of the way. As he furiously feasts on my johnson, I excitedly order him to show me his ass. He jumps up on the sofa, pushing his cheeks at my beefstick. I smack his sweet, round bottom with my hand, and begin slapping it with my manmeat. He wants more, and quickly spreads his cheeks for me. I push my finger into his inviting ass, and begin pulling on his fattened chubby from behind. Suddenly, I'm rubbing my engorged rod against his asscrack as he thrashes against me. Fighting the urge to plow into him, I lie back on the sofa, and let him do the work. He takes my rigid, rock-hard dick deep into his gag-hole, sucking feverishly. He sucks cock like a champ and I tell him as much. Bringing him up on his knees, I stand over him. With the tip of my spurting head to his lips, I feed him every last drop. WIth the hot warmth of my man-jizz still trickling down his throat, Gavin cums quickly. His beaded pearl drops glisten on his stomach, his torso, and the floor. He brings a finger to his lips and tasting a drop of his splooge, smiles into the camera. I ask him if he's ready to do some more porn for me. Gavin immediately replies, "Of Course!" as his grin grows wider. I chuckle to myself knowingly: We're going to be good friends.
Fabian and America are two hunky beefcakes, with tons of muscle-built ego to spread around. Their "Top Dog" championship of wills has a history, and neither of them wants to lose this rivalry. The games begin with an arousing arm wrestling match. After mere moments of tension, America throws his bulging bicep onto Fabian's losing limb. But Fabian quickly springs back up, announcing a rematch. America agrees, and quickly pummels Fabian again, this time at push-ups. Fabian concedes his loss as America lounges comfortably across the sofa, ready to have his achingly hard muscle sucked. Fabian unzips America's shorts and starts licking his way to America's victory lap. But just before America can claim his prize, Fabian stops and challenges America to another test of stamina and endurance. Fabian ups the ante, saying this round is for the real gold medal: America's sweet cherry ass. America grins, agreeing without pause. But pride will certainly be America's downfall. With his bulging head ready to burst, America's mind is clearly not on the task at hand. Fabian leaves America in the dust, besting him three times over! America seems shocked to have lost the bet, but easily takes his place on the bed. Fabian promises to take really good care of America. Starting with a massage, Fabian eases America into position. Fabian helps America get comfortable, gently inserting a lubed finger into America's virgin ass while tugging on his fat cock from behind. America gasps, "Fuck yeah," with pleasure. Fabian takes his cue, entering America with purposeful deep and slow thrusts. Quickly, their rhythm reaches the edge of complete abandon. But Fabian isn't willing to end this winner's lap. He pauses to turn America over on his back. Holding America firmly by the ankles with his legs in the air, Fabian pumps into America's willing cumhole with fast, hard spurts of dominance. America takes each thrust with a receptive moan, completely overcome with the pounding of joy his willing ass is receiving. Fabian knows he's in total control now, and pulls America's pliant body over to the edge of the bed. After maneuvering America there, Fabian achieves the ultimate angle, wildly ramming into America. Fabian pulls out his taut tool, ready to explode on America's chest. Fabian squirts his hot load all over America's stomach, and across the bedsheets. With Fabian's freshly squeezed jizz covering his torso, America can no longer hold back. He fiercely pounds his raw meat, cuming with such intensity that he tags his own neck! His pleasure arc continues, reaching past his face, and onto the sheet. Fabian smiles, reminding America that he'd take good care of him. America, lying back in his cum coma, is too pleased to do anything more than mumble his gratitude. Sometimes it's good to be the loser.
Max Morgan has one of those earnest smiles, with an easy disposition that reassures me he's eager to please. I'm certian this teacher's pet gets head-of-class status with just a flash of those sparkling green eyes. Today, however, the garage-band boys have come over to school Max on a little more than book learning. The laid back Rufio Wilde, along with jock Trent Atkins, bad-ass Ryler Jackson, trash-talking Ryan Lynch, and pretty boy Clayton Archer, lounge on the staircase during my inital interview with Max. These boys have a few lessons of their own to share. Each of these horny devils is ready to give Max a load of homework. A wet-hot, jizzy, cum-filled load, that is. Max tries to prove his brain worthy by lecturing on the history of Bukkake, but these horndogs just don't care. They're ready to manhandle Max, and immediately toss him to the floor of the garage to assume the position of master cocksucker. Max takes to his knees with the natural ease of a scholar. But soon, Max realizes that there's more cock on this test than his studies prepared him for! The boys don't have any patience for Max's lack of preparedness, and the verbal assaults quickly ensue. A dickslap to the face lets Max know the boys mean business. Their greedy fucksticks crowd in for the wet attention of Max's slippery lips. Max proves he can make the grade by cramming study partners Ryan and Clayton's massive volumes into his mouth at the same time. Max fist-jerks both Ryler and Clayton for this exam, while deep-throating Ryan. With each ball's deep gag of enthusiasm from Max, his classmates are pushed further over the edge until, one by one, they deliver their final presentations all over his face. Ever the task master, Ryler Jackson makes sure that Max gets every last drop into his mouth, including the cum that has previously landed onto Max's soiled jeans! This is what being spoon-fed your eductaion is all about. After slurping all the boys dry, Max finally proves he's earned his gold star by lapping up his own cum. With his grin spreading from cheek to sticky cheek, Max has obviously found his favorite subject.
The sun is shining brightly on Jack Dillinger, as this muscular and lean boy next door's dream, heads out to the suspension bridge for a solo sparring workout. The intimacy of this moment allows me the opportunity to observe Jack in his natural habitat. And by natural, I mean shirtless, glistening with just a dew of sweat, as he pummels the air repeatedly with his sharp right hook. To watch a man in near-perfect physical condition perform at the very peak of his endurance is a sight to behold. Jack's sleek form, chiseled arms and rigid abs are voluptuously voyeuristic candy! Jack knows that I'm impressed with his shadow boxing, but there's another type of workout that I'm even more interested in. Jack plays along, pretending he doesn't notice me trailing behind him when he leaves the park. But he's in complete control, choosing a quiet destination where he can truly display his finer attributes. Once inside, Jack leans against the wall after taking off his shirt, displaying his touchable chest and carved stomach muscles. His hand swiftly gropes for his cock through his shorts. He rubs his palm ever faster against his shorts, finally pulling them down around his thighs. He takes a moment to display his beautiful shaft for me, pretending all the while that he doesn't know I'm there. Jack leans back to take a seat, and better display his individually defined torso muscles for me. Beating his meat more furiously now, I notice a glistening bead of pre-cum at the tip of his head. Jack, also aware of the moist dollop, squeezes it from the tip of his head, rubbing it into his penis tip. Fully aroused by being observed, Jack turns to display his perfect ass for me. Bent over now, he pushes violently against his rigid rod, slapping into his balls. Looking me straight in the eye, he pushes the tip of his cock in my direction. Flush with anticipation, Jack spreads his ass cheeks, giving me a close up view. The boldness of his exhibitionist behavior has engorged him to his limit. He lies back again, and straining to hold his manjuice in, asks me if he can finally shoot his load. Realizing I've had all the power this whole time, I allow him to let loose. Jack sprays a thick and heavy string of pearls all over his stomach. Rubbing it into his chest while licking his finger, he smiles flirtatiously. What a great workout!
Dirty Tony veteran bodybuilder Clayton Archer and another hot little muscle stud Trent Atkins are ready to go at it on my comfortable bed. The two meet up out in the hills of San Diego and get on Clayton's bike to go for a hot ride. Ending up at the studio, Clayton parks his bike by the bed and they instantly rip each other's clothes off with a passion I rarely see. And that's saying something! Pressing his lips against Trent's, Clayton's hands go wandering till they find a bulging surprise in the crotch of his jeans and this is Trent's cue to take over. Dropping to his knees, Trent pulls of his shirt exposing a well-developed chest and goes to work getting Clayton's dick out from under the confines of his tight pants and into his soft sweet mouth. Swallowing that big thick cock all the way into his throat, Trent uses his hands to play with his nuts; really turning Clayton on even more to the point where he pulls his dick out from that amazing mouth, gets on his knees and pushes Trent up against the bike to return the oral favor. Trent's dick is harder than a diamond as Clayton swirls his tongue around the sensitive head and uses his hands to grasp the thick shaft, sliding slowly up and down in conjunction with his head's movement until Trent nearly blows his load. Taking charge once again, Clayton rises to his feet, and turns Trent around to face him and pushes him back on the bed before lifting both of his feet with his jeans still around his ankles into the air and spitting on his hand to ease the thick love muscle into his anus. Pushing his upper body through the gap in his legs, Clayton continues kissing Trent as he pounds the hell out of his ass and pins his legs back for optimal leverage. After he's really given it to him good for a bit, Clayton gets more comfortable by laying down on his side and pulling the remaining clothes and shoes off, tossing them on the floor and kissing Trent again as he continues plunging the depths of his digestive track. Trent can barely believe how amazing Clayton feels thrusting in and out of him before he initiates the move to get on all fours so that Clayton can really beat the hell out of his prostate. Fucking him faster and faster, Trent screams out that he's about to cum, so he flips onto his back and opens his legs up wide for Clayton to keep pounding him while his cock explodes in a mess of thick white goo all over his smooth muscular chest. Clayton can't take the squeeze of his hole anymore while it grows tighter around his dick while cumming, and he pulls out to dump a sizzling lake of jizz into Trent's wide open mouth.
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