Long, lean, and horny as hell, Ken Butler settles into his favorite leather couch for one of those take-your-time, push-all-the-right buttons jack-off sessions. Just like the rest of us, Ken’s got his favorite ‘visual aid’ – a book of steamy black and white photographs. Ken works that lengthy piece of his out of his shorts and teases the ring in his left tit, opening up the book, turning the pages until he reaches the first chapter.

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Jason Branch and Blake Harper are posing in Speedos in a photo shoot that’s too hot for either of them to stand still. With some slow kissing and tit chewing, those Speedos begin to get smaller and smaller as these two start swelling in just the right spots. Harper works his way from Branch’s lips to his chin, down to his impeccable, furry abs, nibbling and chewing all the way, cleaning his navel out with his tongue – it’s an unmistakable case of washboard worship. Things are heating up fast, and Harper is only too happy to climb back up and clean out Branch’s moist, deep pits for him. Harper peels off Branch’s sticky swimsuit and swallows that thick, meaty prick in one deep gulp. It truly is a shame that there’s no Olympic games category for male-to-male fellatio. Harper would easily bring home the gold for his artful performance on Branch’s impressive cock. Branch pulls Harper up under his ass and does his damnedest to wedge his tongue, furry chin and mouth into his own twitching hole. Branch rolls Harper over and teases his ass with his stiff tool, massaging it into his ass crack, rubbing the slimy head of his cock over Harper’s perineum. He throws on a safe and very, very slowly sinks his piece into Harper’s gorgeous, round butt. Branch gives Harper the works – long, deep strokes, followed by some furious ass-pounding. These guys are having sweaty, moaning, close-your-eyes-itfeels- so-goddamned-good sex. At the last minute, Branch pulls out of Harper’s ass, hops up onto his handsome goatee and pumps a load all over his buddy’s tight torso. Harper returns the favor, climbing onto Branch’s chest and tossing his own load all over that beautiful gut. Meanwhile, Ken Butler’s back on his couch, rubbing the sweat on his own tight gut, twisting his tits and stroking his dick. He’s turning pages again, and this time he runs across three hungry men.

Scott Malone, Jeff Halsey, and Jacob Scott are posing with cycles and skateboards. And what a sight they are – a sexy collection of muscles and tattoos and piercing gear. Before you know it, these three are out of their shorts and groping and kissing and sucking each other. Scott gets down on his knees, jacking his pierced cock and working over Halsey’s meaty dick. Meanwhile, Malone sticks his tongue down Halsey’s throat and grabs hold of his tits. These guys know how to make the most of a threesome! Scott gets his furry ass cleaned out by Malone’s hungry mouth while Halsey chews Scott’s tits, spreading his cheeks apart wider for his buddy’s rim-job (how does the camera get that close and manage to stay dry?). Malone and Scott are true team players – they’re down in Halsey’s crotch together, slurping on that beefy prong in tandem, working side by side, taking turns on sucking the length of it all the way their throats. Halsey rolls Malone over and warms up his ass, cleaning it out with his tongue, working in one finger, two fingers, in and out of what looks like a mighty tight hole. With Malone on his back, Halsey plants himself deep inside his butt while Scott leans over and fucks his face from the other end. Malone’s caught in the middle of a horny tangle of plowing and deep-throating and dick-stroking, and before you can say “3-In-1 Oil” the man has tossed a steaming wad of cum onto his belly. Scott unscrews his PA and tosses the ring onto Malone’s chest. Scott and Halsey beat their dicks fast and furious until they both cream loads of thick, ropy cum.

Wadsworth turns around to take off his boot, showing off a high, round ass and an gorgeous, muscular back. He jacks his cock for us slowly, tugging the skin up onto the head of his prick, catching the precum with his finger and licking it off. Picking up the tempo, Wadsworth jacks that thick cock of his faster and faster, closing his eyes and grunting as he cums all over his crotch.

Roberts is tied to a wrought-iron bed, wearing a spandex hood and a pair of gym shorts. Coulter gets up, untying Roberts, pulling the hood off and leading him onto the bed. Roberts stuffs his heavy nuts into Coulter's mouth, pulls them out and stuffs his big uncut dick down his throat. Coulter raises Robert's legs and works his tongue deep into his hole, chewing out his ass. Sinking that big daddy cock of his all the way in, Roberts fucks that pretty round butt like an artist. From above, behind, and underneath, Roberts plows away at Coulter's round butt. Roberts pulls out his dick and replaces it with a fat, thick dildo. He squats over Coulter's face, slapping away at the dildo in his ass until Coulter shoot a load onto his thigh.