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We've got such a nice treat today to have these two chisled muscle studs on set and got to see them show off their tight man bodies for us. Fabian and Brock take their fitness pretty seriously and Brock tells us about how he got into working out and body building. Fabian immediately takes an interest and asks if Brock will show him some of his body builing poses. Brock happily agrees and they both strip down before Fabian gets his lesson. Brock is heating up the set and Fabian can't help but to take his pants off and start worshipping his muscle God. He starts rubbing up and down Brock's hairy man chest and kissing his biceps and washboard abs. Fabian slowly unbuttons Brock's pants and places his warm mouth over the most important muscle of all. Brock tells him to get his cock nice and hard and Fabian is sure to not disappoint. Fabian massages Brock's big ball sack while he sucks and swallows on his fuckstick. Fabian strokes his raging hard on through his underwear; you can see it trying to escape its prison as it presses outward from his body. He cannot deny its wishes and stands up to lead Brock over to the bed to get both of them more comfortable. Fabian takes off his underwear and climbs up onto the bed to let Brock do some servicing now. Brock allows the prized meat to enter his face hole and Fabian is extra dirty with him. He slowly thrusts in and out of Brocks slobbery mouth, making him gag and salivate all over his chest. Brock is enjoying having a chance to do some worshipping of his own, this time on Fabians perfect thick tool. Brock gets Fabian really going and Fabian wants to explore the depths of his studyly partner's tight pink hole. He leaps out of Brock's mouth and slaps his hardened shaft against Brock's crack. Brock tells him to go slow and Fabian reassures him that he has got his back. With slow, but deep thrusts, Fabian opens up Brock's domain. Brock is enjoying having his ass pounded and even grabs ahold of Fabian's cheeks and pulls him into him. Fabian detatches himself from Brock and lies sideways next to Brock, and re-enters him. This angle is perfect for Fabian as he can lick and suck on Brock's hard pink nipples. Brock moans with pleasure as his prostate is having the best time of it's life right now. Fabian then switches things up again for his muscled man and bends him over on his knees. He slips in and rams into Brock with no remorse. Fabian increases his pace and grabs ahold of Brock's shoulders to pull himself closer and harder into Brock's tight bubble ass. Fabian reaches his point of no return and pulls out to unleash his load on Brock's face. He lets out several loud passionate moans as the ropes escape from his testicles. Brock is about to bust too and ferociously jerks his meat and pumps his load out onto his stomach. Fabian cheers him on and rubs Brock's chest sweetly as they both catch their breath after another hard day's work.
Krys Perez and Trent Atkins decided to go for an innocent jog. They worked up quite a sweat and decided to take a little break. Trent got really turned on by Krys' man scent so they had a little make out session on the bridge. They wanted a little shade though, so they decided to find a quiet spot. They found a spot underneath the bridge that seemed pretty secluded. After getting a little hotter, suddenly they were caught! They decided to go someplace a little safer, and ended up at my place. They got quite a bit more intense here, slowly peeling clothes off until Krys was blowing Trent. He licked his dick slowly and with a lot of spit, and soon Trent wanted to return the favor. He pulled off Krys' shorts and underwear and threw him on the bed for a suck session of his own. Krys' long dick throbbed. Now he was ready to fuck! Trent eagerly jumped onto Krys' dick, and rode it pretty hard. He played with his dick and balls too. Then the boys switched to missionary so they could be a little closer, sweetly kissing the whole time. Then Krys flipped Trent on his back and started pounding again. Trent was ready to blow at this point, so he let it rip. He shot a huge sticky load all over his chest. Then Krys wanted to make Trent eat his load, so he shot all over Trent's face. He eagerly lapped up some of it, then sucked him a little bit more. After that exhausting session, the boys took off before I got back. I wish they had stuck around longer!
Clayton and his buddy Gavin are just relaxing indoors on a rainy afternoon. Gavin, who has trained for years in martial arts, decides to show Clayton some specialty moves for self-defense. After being tossed to the floor one too many times, Clayton suggets Gavin do something else while they're both lying there on the rug. Gavin takes Clayton's cock into his mouth with ease, sucking like he's had training in that art as well! After slurping Clayton to rigid rock hardness, Gavin takes a break on the ottoman. Clayton returns the favor, and deep-throats all of Gavin's ample tool. Clayton, having sucked Gavin's dick into a throbbing, ready rocket, decides it's time for more maneuvers. Clayton bends over his fuckbench, grasping firmly to the end of the bedpost as Gavin slides inside him. Gavin's girth is very nearly too much for Clayton to take. Screaming out, Clayton finally centers himself by chomping his teeth into the footboard! Clayton bends over onto the ottoman, holding on, as Gavin plows into his tight ass. Exasperated, Clayton says he can't take it anymore. Gavin follows to the bedside, re-entering Clayton as soon as he's laid down. With the merciless pounding showing no sign of an end, Clayton takes matters into his own hands. Now, with Gavin on his back, Clayton slowly pushes his cock inside him, saying, "It's a good pain". Crying out for more, Gavin grabs at his own manmeat with fierce intensity. Gavin's angry purple head shoots his seed, squirting it all over his chest. Clayton brings his engorged cock up to Gavin's face. As Gavin whispers, "Cum on my face", Clayton spills dollops of creamy goodness onto Gavin's cheek. Clayton pauses for a moment, to catch his breath. Gavin smiles. With cum still dripping toward his chin, he says, "Still wanna learn Karate?"
Brock is hot! One hundred percent beefy man meat; he's built like a brick shithouse, and covered in a thick coat of sumptuously dark fur. From his delightfully dimpled, picture perfect smile to his pulsing purple-headed slamdragon, Brock Landon is the real deal. Candid and refreshingly honest in his initial interview, Brock says he's straight, "at least as far as he knows!" Brock admits to experimenting with strangers for money, and claims that porn is an avenue he's always been curious about. He doesn't even flinch when I mention that we'll be filming gay porn with him all week. In fact, this straight guy's ease concerning his sexuality makes him even more alluring. At my insistence, he takes off his shirt to display his lush matting of chest hair. He pets his pelt affectionately, and remarks that before I asked him to grow it out, he'd been shaving it for years. Basking in his newly adorned furry-bear confidence, Brock settles in for the duration. He pushes against his cock, still lying dormant inside his bluejeans. A few strokes against the denim later, and a bulge begins to appear beneath his groping hand. Brock unzips his jeans and rubs his growing fleshmonster through his boxer briefs. He quickly pulls down his shorts to reveal his blushing cockprize, fattened, and gooey tipped. He spits into his hand, and aggressively grabbing his dick, yanks against his taut shaft. Brock straddles the sofa now, and bent over the cushions, displays his muscular, hairy ass. He plies gently at his assmouth, tenderly prodding his virgin hole. He spreads his cheeks, pushing his meaty bits right up at me. Suddenly, he turns, and laying down across the ottoman, begins smacking his pleasure shaft against his rigid stomach muscles. I can tell by the shallowness of his labored gasping that he's close to the finish line. He digs into his asshole with his fingers as he pulls his cum filled cock aggressively toward his thigh. Closing his eyes, he spurts onto his stomach in gushing spasms of liquid heaven. Dollop after thick, glistening dollop, coats his furry muscle-laden torso. Brock smears his man cooze into his hair covered chest. Dragging his fingers through the creamy jizz frosting, he tastes himself not once, but twice! Smiling to the camera when asked how that felt, Brock answers, "Good. Really Good". My thoughts exactly.
Roman Rivers sits down on my couch to get comfortable with Ezra, and is happily distracted by the boy's innocent charm. They discuss sports, working out, and training for a bit. But the obvious heat of their mutual attraction drowns out their otherwise awkward conversation. I suspect that Ezra's lithe body would melt like golden, rich honey in Roman's massive bear paws. I quickly realize that I'm not the only one with my thoughts elsewhere as their animalistic urges overtake them. A simple invitation to measure Roman's chest and biceps lands Ezra down on his knees, gobbling up Roman's cock feast. Roman grabs a fistful of Ezra's blond locks to better fuck Ezra's face. A little dizzy now, Roman reclines on the sofa, lingering in the throat throttling Ezra dishes out.Pushing Roman's legs up into the air, Ezra hungrily dives face first into Roman's ass. Roman readily yanks on his engorged rod as Ezra's tongue dives deeper into his ever-widening hole. Roman can't contain himself even a moment longer. His thick, fattened joystick is ready to ride. He tosses Ezra over the fuckbench and plows into his honeypot. Ezra easily takes to Roman's pounding, furiously abusing his own meatstick. Roman slams into Ezra, both hands planted firmly on the boy's waist. Ezra holds on, taking all of Roman into his sexwell, as deeply as he can. Roman throws Ezra's slim frame around the bedroom, thrusting Ezra into the footboard. Ezra holds on, riding the wave of Roman's fuck fury. Roman lands Ezra on the bed at last. With Ezra's legs thrown up over Roman's shoulders, Ezra takes each fierce stroke deeply into his supple ass. Roman pulls Ezra even closer as he digs his claws into the boy's thighs. Ezra busily grabs at his own throbbing pole. Aching and over-ripe, it spurts all over his chest as Roman thrashes into him. Roman climbs onto the bed, even more excited after Ezra's shooting display. Roman rapidly explodes into Ezra's cumsucker! Ezra licks Roman clean of every last drop of manjuice. Ezra is bathed in white-thick jizz puddles from belly to chin, and still seems to wants more as the scene ends.
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