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Hunky Staff Sergeant James Toro is exactly what they're talking about when they say they're looking for a few good men. Hot men in uniform like this never fail to get my cock to stand at attention. He's got a nice fat uncut dick and a furry covered chest and stomach that I find irresistible. He's been serving in the Marines for over 9 years, and had so many stories that we didn't have enough time for him to tell them. James, eager to perform for the camera, starts to massage his tender meat through his desert cammies until the unmistakable bulge of his raging hard-on can't be contained any longer. He unbuttons himself and slides his textured chubby in and out of his beautiful veined foreskin with his one strong masculine hand. Before long he's exceptionally hard and wringing precum from the piss slit of his glistening pleasure scepter. Finally, James lies back on the floor and frantically works his cum-slinger till huge loads of white sprays his stomach like machine gun fire. I hope I can convince this smoldering hot soldier to return for a different kind of man-to-man combat training.
I've got strapping hetero Officer Giovanni back on my couch to get the 2nd blowjob of his life by a guy and his 1st time on camera. Tanner has agreed to crank up the oral volume to 11 on sucking the spices out of this straight military man's Italian sausage. They begin by swapping military stories and talking about the only time Giovanni got his junk mouthed by another guy; specifically focusing on how impressed he was. Instantly Tanner reaches out a helping hand and begins massaging Gio's leg while maintaining inquisitive eye contact, gently working his way up to the camouflaged bulge. As Tanner keeps rubbing and begins to feel a thick meat pipe rising to the occasion, he unbuckles Giovanni's fatigues and pulls out a rock hard man sword, piss slit glistening with savory precum. Immediately Tanner begins Giovanni's second voyage into foreign man-mouth territory by wrapping his tight tonsils around that hunk of veiny tumescent flesh and then pulling his soft lips off the head making the hottest suction sound I've ever heard. Giovanni's eyes roll back in his head, sighing as he reclines even more into the chair while giving way to the professional throating techniques of elite veteran cocksucker Tanner. After a good session of cock swallowing while sitting, Giovanni stands at attention while grabbing Tanner's head and pushing his cock balls-deep into his tender, insatiable mouth. With each determined thrust, Giovanni facefucks closer and closer to the precipice, as hot liquid ropes of pearly white joy juice rip from his armed forces and land all over Tanner's tongue, face and jeans. The sheer amount of jizz that fires from this commander's assault rifle really blows Tanner and myself away. Who knew it was even possible to pack this much heat!
Triston Sanchez, the lean Latin hunk who really packs some heat, returns to pound the crap out of my straight jockey beefcake, Roman Rivers. The moment after I introduce them, they begin talking about where they're from, being hit on by girls and if friends know about their porn careers. This is right before they pounce on each other, ripping clothes off and sucking the tongues out of their mouths. Roman is the first to unzip Triston's jeans, but quickly gets pushed aside by dominant Triston, who shows him exactly how much he loves sucking on a pulsating straight guy's hard-on. Roman readily takes notes and then shoves Triston back, inviting his huge uncut cum-slinger into his tight throat. Roman really works Triston's piston until it seems to have drained his entire blood supply into his dangerously swollen cock. Roman then turns around and allows Triston's gigantic throbbing fuck-rod to penetrate the depths of his trembling straight rectum - cowboy style. Slamming his manhole over and over, Triston makes Roman take every veiny inch, tearing his hole up like a Christmas present at 7am on December 25th. After nearly damaging Roman's internal organs while being ridden, Triston lays him down on his back and proceeds to bash his prostate while holding his legs firmly in place. Finally Triston pulls Roman down on his side and enters his forbidden lair from the back, tenderly sliding in and out. With each assertive thrust, the wall separating Triston from his nearly aneurysm-inducing orgasm begins to crumble. Pulling his engorged meat out of Roman's quivering asshole, Triston rips off the condom, and busts a huge nut like a broken fire hose with an endless water supply across Roman's face. Roman is turned on so much by this; he quickly pumps his cock to release a torrent of his own semen exploding all over his stomach and legs. I love watching straight boys cum from getting their hole's abused!
I can't ever get enough of two beefy studs playing a good ol' game of strip poker. After several rounds of cards, Devin is losing more than his shirt, while Clayton plays it safe and whips that muscle-hunk's ass. Fortunately for Clayton's insatiable prostate-pleasure, they aren't playing for bottom or top. Once I get my camera rolling for the real action, Clayton doesn't waste any time grabbing Devin's swelling stiffy still in his shorts. Immediately the clothes disappear and Devin dives in for a hand, and mouth, at pleasuring Clayton's juicy peen. For a straight guy, Devin's gotten quite good at blowing other dudes; it must be all the practice I've put him through. Rock hard and hornier than a newly freed prison-inmate, Clayton shoves Devin back onto the couch and stuffs his pulsating breakfast sausage into an experienced mouth that works Devin's cock into a frothing frenzy of saliva and precum. Jaws exhausted from the brutal facefuck triathlon, Clayton is lifted like a naughty pomeranian and thrown onto the couch face down with his hungry boy-hole gasping like a goldfish out of water, anticipating Devin's tumescent cockhead violating the soft and sensitive folds of his digestive tract. Devin takes a step back before rapidly ramming his throbbing meat stick as deep as it will reach, pulling all the way out and repeating to annihilate Clayton's now totally dilated chocolate-starfish. Verbally abusive to match, Devin sprays his subservient fuck toy with insults while he bashes Clayton's face into the sofa with furious thrust after thrust. Knuckles white and tears spilling from his eyes, Clayton is helpless while Devin holds him firmly in place terrorizing the hell out of his desecrated bunghole. Growing tired of fucking doggy-style, Devin pulls Clayton sideways onto the couch and continues fucking the living shit out him. I can't begin to say how much I love watching a rough top devastating a muscular little bottom-boy's bottom. As the minutes wear on Clayton takes charge by impaling his sweaty massacred chasm down upon the Devin's engorged cock-spear, pushing lube out and down the sides. Clayton definitely knows how to take a man for a ride, as his sweet center of gravity forcefully pulls Devin closer and closer towards the cliff's edge. As the inevitable brain-eviscerating explosion thunders through his body, Devin rips his trembling fuck stick from Clayton's destroyed rectum and explodes a lake of bubbling semen across Clayton's chiseled hairy face, like a geyser that had been dormant for a thousand years. Holy-moly, I won't be able to wipe this amazing fuck session from my mind even with years of hypnotherapy.
Both sexy Mark Hammer and boyish Jayden are back on my couch today, talking about college life, partying and their favorite types of dance music. No stranger to giving religiously cathartic head, Jayden immediately unzips Mark's shorts and swallows a gorgeous gut-wrench all the way to his throbbing low-hangers. Getting his fat dick worshiped by the cardinal of cocksuckers, Mark's eyes roll back in his head like a winning slot machine before he takes Jayden's rock hard meat flute into his mouth and plays an extended version of Beethoven's Fifth. As Jayden nearly blows his thick load from a throatjob of a lifetime, he flips the switch again to get Mark's saliva covered schlong ready for ass ramming. Once Jayden's lips work that dick into a frenzy where you could count his pulse just by looking at it, he turns around and plunges backward shoving Mark's man-sword deep into his tight anal scabbard. Mark dominantly holds Jayden in place while he pummels his prostate like he's training to fight Mike Tyson. Longing to take even more control, Mark pushes Jayden down on all fours and knocks the shit out of his tight sugar-walls till he unexpectedly explodes pearl-cream all over the sofa. Jayden, in the throes of orgasmic hysteria, moans louder and louder as Mark, with sweat running down his face, fucks his way closer and closer to achieving his own super-nova load geyser. He rips his cock from a swollen punished hole and jerks every ounce of glistening fluid from his giant nuts into Jayden's eagerly awaiting mouth. It doesn't get any hotter than this.
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