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Skyler is back in town and I just can't wait to see how he throws Clayton Archer around in the bedroom. The two begin playing a sizzling hot game of stip-black jack. After the first round Clayton takes off his shirt, and then Skyler. But Clayton keeps up a winning streak after that, and helps Skyler out of his jeanshorts and finally his tight blue boxer briefs. Clayton immediately seizes his prize and shoves it into the back of his tight throat as Skyler's eyes clamp shut from sweet sensation. Swallowing his manmeat all the way to his high and tight nuts, Clayton continues to crouch down to work that cock with Skyler on his knees. Then, the script is flipped and Skyler repositions himself laying on his side while he grasps Clayton's hips with both hands and pulls his thick dick deep into his face while a bubbling brook of precum dribbles it's way down his fully erect cock; completely untouched below. Pumping his face faster and faster, Skyler teases Clayton by coming to a complete halt, looking up and kissing him passionately and then turning him around so he can get better access to his tight round ass. Easing in at first, Skyler mounts Clayton from behind and tenderly pushes his rock hard dick all the way into his strangling exit. Clayton can't help himself from screaming out while Skyler turns up the intensity of his anal plowing. Next, Skyler gently lays Clayton down on his back and holds his legs apart so he can rise up inside between them where he immediately resumes the pounding session; causing Clayton's eyes to roll back in his head as his prostate is pulverized. Moving to get a better angle for smashing his insides, Skyler grabs both ankles and lifts so Clayton's abused hole is in exactly the right spot before slipping back into that dark tightness and ramming his organs like it's his last day on earth. Clayton can only take the insane pleasure for so long before exploding a torrent of white man sauce all over his tan chiseled abs with that cock still plugging him up from below. Skyler's cock instantly responds as well, as he quickly rips it out from the confines of Clayton's choking ass and heaves rope after rope of his own into the same pool of jizz; filling in the shallow accents of Clayton's muscled stomach.
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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