Rob Cryston and Randy White dive into a pool, make out on an air mattress with Randy getting a blow job. Randy picks up Rob and carries him to a deck lounger and feeds him his own cock through his shorts. Switching to another lounger, Randy, still in his shorts, rips off Rob shorts and fucks the open hole. Too busy to pull out, Randy rips off his own shorts as his plumbs Rob doggie style. Risking the integrity of the lounger, Rob rides Randy reverse cowboy. Still bounding on Randy Rob unload a decent load of cum. Randy pushed Rob off so he can cum and the two kiss and Randy erupts.

Next searching the board he finds Rob Cryston, in a Marine haircut, and Aiden Shaw in a dining room. Rob does his best swallowing Aiden's snake both from kneeling and head upside down over the edge of the table as Aiden gets his dick all the way down Rob's throat. Then Rob bends over the table face down and then face up for the anal finish. They both jerk off their cream and kiss to end.

Goateed Rob Cryston says he has one more job for daddy Kurt Manning. Rob, lying outside on a deck lounger gets blown and then Kurt stands to let Rob nurse on his boner. Kurt's rimming is too much for Rob who cums to his own hand. Rob bends over for a doggie fuck as Kurt give him what-for in his pale ass. Kurt's body shudders as he cums on Rob's back.

Randy Mixer and Rob Cryston are repairmen and they catch Lois and Marissa working on each other. Rob tells the reluctant Randy that they need to get themselves off. He kneels down and lowers Randy's pants for a blow job. Randy announces that it doesn't seem so bad after all. Without verbal exchange they are suddenly switching roles. Both completely naked now except for Randy's hat, Rob bends over so that Randy can stand and fuck him making remarks about it feeling like a tight pussy. Randy pulls out and make one jet plus a few dribbles.

Filled with rage the vengeful Rob seduces Brad into butt-binding blackmail with photographs he took while the two of them were having sex.

Brad was shit-faced and Rob insists on helping his out of his cloths so he can sleep it off on the couch. Brad's jockey shorts prove to be much temptation and Rob helps himself to the contents. Brad is thinking it is somebody else and revives enough to apply himself to Rob's cock and Rob takes a few polaroids of his cock being swallowed. Rob lays on the couch with his ass in the air commanding Brad to fuck him. The Rob lays back for a side fuck demanding that he be Brad's boyfriend. With Brad still pounding away the sweating Cryston covers his stomach with goobers and Brad pulls out to drop his own load