Eryk Eastman makes it a point to take exquisite care of his body. He proves he can also take very good care of mine! Eryk heats up my casting couch by taking my dick into his mouth mere moments after I've measured his. Eryk claims he wants to become more skilled at cocksucking, as he deepthroats my massive schlong. And it's all I can do to shake him loose without losing my load too soon. With my pre-cum dangling from his hungering smirk, I splay him over the sofa to display his perfectly ripe ass. I dip into his peach pit for a fingerful of action as I yank on his throbbing rod. I smack my firmed chubsteak against his asslips creating a shudder of goosebumps across his skin. I push Eryk to the floor on his knees, and he goes after my manmeat again without hesitation. This time he grabs hold with both hands, twisting and pumping, and slurping my engorged head. He sucks intently, gagging as he deep-throats, moaning while he begs the cumload from my shooting cock. His tongue wags, gobbling up each drop of my jizz. Stretching out on the sofa with my finger in his ass, and my hand firmly planted around his cockbase, Eryk yanks his own creamcicle to a smooth shooting send-off. His torso gooey with glaze, and glassy-eyed, Eryk admits to being a little warn out.
BRADLEY ROSE BANGS TRENT ATKINS
There's not much to say, Trent Atkins loves to get fucked. These two hot guys start off by seeing who's the "Muscle Master". These studs test their strength against the machine, then they measure each others chest and arms to see who has the bigger guns. It turns out Bradley's got the bigger arms, but he quickly discovers Trent's biggest muscle and starts sucking on it. Trent willingly returns the favor and sucks and deep throats Bradleys cock while he jerks his own meat. As these two hot guys move to the bed, Trent stats to eat Bradleys tight ass out, and he enjoys it. Bradley's cock is at full salute, so he decides to bury it in Trent's hole. He spits on his cock and shoves it into Trent's velvet canyon. Since Trent is no stranger to getting fucked he takes it, and Bradley gladly gives it to him. Trent loves being fucked, and when Bradley started slapping his ass, Trent enjoyed every minute of it. Bradley is smacking his ass and feels Trent clench tighter on his engorged cock. Feeling a little more romantic, Bradley puts Trent on his back and begins to make love to him missionary style. Bradley's big balls slap against Trent's tight tailbone and he buries his sausage deep in warm cave. As the tension builds, Trent can't hold his load back any longer. He dumps several ropes of delicious whiteness onto his stomach ripples, moaning happily. Bradley is ready to let loose and shoves his cock into Trent's waiting mouth. His dick explodes several long squirts of white gel into Trent's open lips. Satisfying moans emanate from both men as Trent cleans the last few drops of spunk from Bradley's still-solid cylinder.
CASTING COUCH – ALECO SAHARA
Aleco Sahara is soft spoken in our initial interview. He isn't shy. Listening to his laundry list of fantasies makes that abundantly clear! He isn't reserved either. Aleco is hungry for new experiences. Maybe it's just that Aleco doesn't seem full of bravado, like so many young men. Perhaps quietly self-assured is more like it. The strong, silent type fits the bill. With his dark hair and eyes, tantalizingly hairy chest and sumptuously well-defined body, Aleco is the whole package. He's that rare case of having it all without having to flaunt it. Those dark eyes could be brooding and still smolder with intensity. But they don't. Aleco's temperament is even-keeled and good-natured. Aleco speaks frankly about his fantasies, which include him as the center of attention in a gang-bang. He's also fond of a bondage scene in which he plays the victim being tied up. Aleco confesses that he has only tasted his own cum accidentally. He yearns to have another man cum in his mouth. Admitting to a foot fetish and a secret desire to be slapped a round a little bit, Aleco wants to be adventurous in his future sexual encounters. I'll certainly help where ever I can! Aleco casually lifts his t-shirt and begins lightly rubbing over his nipples. The rich mound of chest hair that blankets his carved pecs stir like wild summer grass, overgrown and swaying in the soft breeze of his touch. Aleco moves his hand seductively over his darkly accentuated fur, guiding my gaze down the length of his torso to his unbuttoned jeans. His hand rests for a moment over his bright red underwear, gently cradling the massive protrusion hidden beneath the fabric. Aleco pulls his package forth, displaying his penis like a gift to me. He rubs his chest again, tracing the swirling pattern his hair makes around his nipples. Aleco's fingers follow the deep, lush growth down his stomach once more, the fuzzy path leading to his fattened cock. He quickly strips off his clothing. Standing now, Aleco rubs his manhood, which grows in his hand. He pushes his foreskin up and over his cockhead, which glistens brightly as he pulls the skin back again. Aleco sits, continuing to jerk his manmeat as he caresses his body with his other hand. He tugs his balls taut, away from his penis, keeping his shaft rigid. I lean in, handing him a large blue dildo. He takes my addition to the action without hesitation, and effortlessly slides in into his hairy ass. As Aleco pounds on his cock, he slips the didlo into his ass over and over. His hairs gleam against the edge of the phallus, slicked and shining with lube. Aleco pulls the dildo from his ass, and his lips pucker with a sweet, smacking sound, as his anus aches to pull the phallus back inside. He teases his ass, repeatedly, as his hungry hole smacks and spits, begging for more! Finally, he shoves the dildo deeply and with full force, sighing with relief. The itch has been scratched. Aleco moves over to the ottoman, and stradling it, jerks his cock at a quickening pace. Leaning back, he teases his nipples one last time as he sprays his full cumload over his chest. His stream arcs, squirting him across his torso, reaching up past his slightly raised nipples. As Aleco lightly rubs the jizz droplets into his skin, his matted body hair swirls, shifting into moistened patterns on his stomach. He licks his fingers, tasting himself intentionally this time.
MIKE MARTIN FUCKS GAVIN GREENE
Mike Martin and Gavin Greene are old buddies, hanging out and catching up. Unconstrained by the presence of their girlfriends, the guys can talk freely about anything: sports, tattoos, even sex. Gavin mentions that a recent basketball injury really messed up his shoulder. Mike offers to work out the tension for him. Mike helps Gavin out of his shirt, and begins rubbing his shoulders. Mike's arms effortlessly spread down the length of Gavin's lean torso. Gavin doesn't seem to mind as Mike's hands roam freely across his chest, gently whisping over Gavin's nipples. Mike pulls back for some air. Mumbling about the broken cooling system, he takes off his shirt. Gavin only needs one look at Mike's Black Forest of chest hair to know what he wants. Gavin quickly offers Mike a massage. Mike sits down on the sofa between Gavin's legs. Gavin tentatively begins to touch Mike's back, shoulders and chest. Gavin rubs his hand through the thick bulk of fur on Mike's hairy chest. Mike leans into Gavin's caress, and they begin kissing. Mike nibbles at Gavin's nipples, as Gavin shoves his hand into Mike's crotch. Mike unbuckles his belt. Sliding down his underwear with his bluejeans, Mike reveals his mantool to Gavin. Gavin goes down on bended knee, taking Mike's cock in his hand. With a little coaxing, Gavin is deep throating Mike's fattened tubesteak. Mike's cock glistens with Gavin's spit as it seems to expand in his mouth. Mike moans deeply, then pushes Gavin back toward the sofa. Mike plants his face on Gavin's dick, greedily slurping up every inch. Gavin throws his head back in ecstasy as Mike licks his throbbing shaft from base to tip. Mike sucks each of Gavin's balls into his mouth while tugging on his own rigid shaft. Mike teases Gavin's balls with the tip of his tongue, while furiously smacking his own dick against his stomach. They lean into each other again, kissing, as they stroke one another's tools. A little more discussion about where their interaction might go leads to Mike's tongue making it's way into Gavin's ass. Gavin bends over the edge of the sofa, as Mike spits into his puckered hole. Mike softly bites on Gavin's bulbous backside. Mike smacks Gavin's ass, and tugs on his cockhead until Gavin can't take it anymore. Mike slides his ramming rod deep into Gavin's pert bottom. Mike pulls at Gavin's waist, trying to get inside him even deeper. Gavin wants more too, and straddles Mike atop the sofa. Mike's hands grab at Gavin's perfectly round ass. Gavin spreads his hole even wider for Mike, who jackhammers into Gavin's hungry ass. Mike picks Gavin up by the waist now, tossing him onto his back. He enters Gavin missionary style, as Gavin throws both legs up into the air. Gavin begins yanking on his fattened chub to the pounding rhythm of Mike's thrusting. Mike pulls out, sloughing his condom off to reveal his engorged, uncut head, ready to shoot all over Gavin. Mike spews perfect pearl droplets on Gavin's thighs, crotch, and cock. The creamy cum dollops cling to Gavin's pubes. Gavin furiously pounds his red-headed monster until it jizzspits clumps of cooze onto his own chest. The boys lay back, spent, panting, out of breath. They agree, as they chuckle, not to tell the girls.
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