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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.
Freshfaced newbie Ray Hernandez represents that rare dream come true, where the porn watcher becomes the porn being watched. Ray heard about my website DIRTY TONY from a "gay friend'. He makes a point of noting that he didn't acknowledge his friend's reference. That's because Ray is still getting regular play from the girls, and seems pre-occupied with keeping his interactions with guys on the down-low. Ray checked my site out when he was finally home alone. He liked what he saw, especially beefy hotties like Fabian and America, who are two of my favorites, as well. Ray says he was so taken with the action he saw in those videos, that he realized he wanted to get in on it and share the "experience". As for me, I was flattered. It's always nice to know that the viewers like the site. It's even better to know that those viewers are just as hot as the models that appear in my videos. Ray Hernandez, with his dick-sucking lips and huge uncut cock is definitely welcome on my casting couch! And, as luck would have it, he's also ready to jack off for me. Ray undresses easily when I ask to see more. Mere moments of rubbing on his dick through his bluejeans have unleashed a monstrous penis, 7 inches long by my tape measurement's indication! Watching, as he tugs the tanned foreskin back over and over to reveal the tip of his pink glistening cockhead is like being entertained by a sexy peek-a-boo peepshow. Ray hops from my sofa to the bed. While on all fours, he shoves his supple ass into view. Ray spreads his cheeks, revealing a sumptuous sweet spot, ready for action. As he lifts his butt into the air, Ray looks directly into the camera. This kid is a natural! Flipping over and flopping onto the pillows, Ray begins his final jerk, homeward bound. The tip of Ray's protruding cock oozes with pre-cum as he pulls on it with greater tension. As cum shots go, this one's a beauty: Ray gasps as the jizz ropes fall like spilt milk across his torso. His warm load, gleaming bright white like a candied glaze, dribbles down his his shaft to his thumb, and jiggles there as he violently jerks the last few silkened strands from his heaving spunkshaft. Lying there, motionless, with puddles of creamy sperm frosting on his stomach, Ray basks in his close up. Now that's what I call, "Getting the shot"!
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.
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!
Vincent Drake doesn't look like the kind of guy who should be shy. He's built, sleek, with a chiseled profile and an Adonis-like physique. This self proclaimed "very sexual" guy "loves sex". But Vincent's needs aren't being met by his partner. I let him know that his nearly seven inches in my knowing hands are more than average. And his girth, measuring more than five inches around, is more than just "usable," as he self-consciously stated in our initial meeting. It's obvious that my appreciation is what Vincent is yearning for, as he stretches out on the sofa, rubbing his throbbing, taut cock. He turns, displaying his ample, toned ass, bending to show me his cock and balls from behind. More confident now, he strokes his rigid shaft more brusquely, his breath quickens. Moaning, he finally locks his gaze on mine as he spills forth, his load jerking freely over his tightly carved six-pack. Having finally received the approval he desires, his eyes dreamy with pleasure, he says that we should have started with this. I couldn't agree more.
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