Reallife boyfriends Johnny V and Joey D are rocking black jockstraps, black boots, and racks of bulging muscles. Both studs ooze with rampant lust and they are about to give you a look at their intense and exciting sex life. They chew each other's lips and smash their boiling nuts together, until Johnny reaches out to tear Joey's jock away so he can suck his hard cock throbbing behind the mesh. Joey playfully cockwhips him, then directs his sexual focus at Johnny's musclebutt. Joey kneads it, slaps it, and spits at Johnny's tight hole before drilling it with his tongue and fingers. It's only a matter of time before Johnny wants more and demands "that big fuckin' cock" in his ass. His wish is granted, and he gets all nine inches of Joey's thick, juicy dick in a powerful thrust. Their smooth muscular bodies writhe as Joey slams Johnny. They roll into a sitfuck position to mix up the romp, and Johnny rides hard on Joey's huge cock, beating Joeys chest in appreciation of the intense fuck he's getting. The excitement explodes as Johnny grabs his cock and sprays multiple streams of cum across both of their torsos. In a spectacular climax, colossus Joey stands over Johnny and showers him with spunk.
Naked men prowl in a shadowy room, full of cages. They see frightening visions of a huge, horned creature whose nakedness is masked by a cloud of smoke. Johnny Vâ€TMs head is encased in black latex and he moves as if he is entranced by the Minotaur, kneeling and offering his ass to the darkness. Derek Maxum comes up behind him, hard cock in hand. Derek flaunts lean muscles and a hunger for a warm, musky hole. He grabs Johnny by the balls, slaps his ass, and buries his tongue. Three handfuls of cock swing between Derek's legs. He turns Johnny over and sucks him, returning every few seconds to his ass until Johnny is slick with saliva and sweat. Derek pulls Johnny up for a kiss, then gives him his cock to suck.
Anyone who didn’t know him better would honestly think that butter wouldn’t so much as melt in his mouth, but we’ve already seen enough of horny newcomer, Joshua Levy, to realise that he’s one hot little fucker. What’s more, give him a bottle of oil and he seems to get even more hyped up – as quickly becomes apparent here. Fact is he’s a lad who’s completely in tune with his body and the pleasure that it can give him; and the addition of a little bit of lubricant serves only to take his antics into the stratosphere. Fuck man, he simply can’t leave that handsome ramrod of his alone; and it’s little wonder that he’s soon living out the fantasy of a romp on the sofa with horse-hung favourite, Milan Sharp.
Sergei is a boy from whom we can shoot anything (!) Provided we do it in the rules of the art: thoughtfulness, kindness, tenderness... and Hocine gets along in this area! By dint of sweet words in his ear, Sergei gradually opened to Hocine's assaults which were only verbal for a brief moment...
You only have to take one passing glance at Nick Vargas to realise that he’s no stranger to physical exercise – a man who heads out to the gym to push some weights having already spent a sweaty hour or two fine-tuning his martial expertise. Not that you’d really expect anything less from a STAXUS model, of course; and meantime young Tony Conrad is clearly keen to emulate his pal’s habits by lifting dumbbells in an effort to pump his guns. In short, these two mates are at the peak of youthful fitness – a fact that director, John Smith, uses to the fullest measure here by pitching them together in an oiled-up wrestling contest.