Tom Wolfe doesn't waste any time getting Trent Locke out of his shirt. Tom liked making out, but he wanted to work Trent's nipples and hairy chest. He nibbles and licks with his mouth and slaps and punches Trent's torso to show how into it he is. As soon as Tom has his shirt off, Trent mouths his way from Tom's pit to his fur-covered chest to his waist. Trent undoes Tom's belt and goes right for Tom's huge, veined tool. Holding on to Trent's head, Tom guides the mouth down to his balls and proceeds to fuck the bearded face of Trent. Trent looks up for approval and Tom tweaks his nipple to show appreciation for the hot blow job he's receiving. Trent, only in jock strap, climbs the shop ladder and squats down to give Tom a perfect view of his tight, hairy hole. Tom buries his face in for a taste, tonguing the stud and sending moans out his body. Holding onto the ladder, Trent steps down to let Tom fuck him right. They take turns driving, Tom thrusting forward deep into Trent and then Trent backing up onto Tom's shaft. This ride gets really blazing when Tom lays back and Trent hops on for some reverse cowboy, sliding up and down on Tom's rock-hard cock while Tom pinches Trent's nips. Trent's pace accelerates as the riding gets hotter, and he grabs on his cock to milk a long stream of cum from is piss slit. After Trent dismounts, Tom straddles him and jerks a load onto his torso.

Lounging on the deck, Jesse Santana is relaxed and happily preoccupied stroking his thick cock. Trent Locke watches him with a sly grin and gets so turned on that he crawls up between Jesse's legs to begin sucking him off. Holding Jesse's big pole at its base, Trent opens wide and swallows it down, getting so aroused that his nipples stand out perky and erect. The guys move inside and Trent continues dazzling his buddy with his oral skills. While Trent is servicing him, Jesse reaches over to play with Trent's furry ass, grabbing and spanking the round mounds before fingerfucking the sphincter. Then he begins rimming Trent, his tongue foraging through all the butt hair to get to the tasty manhole. Wanting more, Jesse pushes Trent face down on the bed, his hands clamped onto his butt cheeks for balance, and starts screwing Trent's fine ass. Trent flips onto his back, and Jesse continues fucking him hard until they both shoot their wads.

Conner Habib thinks he’s safe, hiding out in the latrine so he can get his rocks off, masturbating to a porn rag. But Trent Locke senses something nasty’s going on behind that stall’s closed door so he busts inside and catches Conner in action. Startled at first, Conner now recognizes he’s got a hot stud to get down’n’dirty with and he quickly surrenders himself to Trent’s charms. The horny cadet sucks his big buddy’s hard cock, swallowing it down his throat. Trent gets his turn to hungrily suck Conner off before he rims his ass and then fucks him fast and furious. Trent next lowers himself onto Conner’s stiff dick and rides him hard. Then they leave the confines of the stall and, braced against a urinal, Conner resumes fucking Trent’s ass until he pulls out and cums all over and Trent follows by shooting his load.

Aybars' dark looks are the perfect complement to Trent's milky appearance and both studs are rugged examples of true male beauty. After some serious lip locks, Trent explores Aybars' muscled torso. His tongue lapping at his partner's hairy pecs, then traces down his ripped abs along the treasure trail until he hits the plump jackpot throbbing between his legs. He laps at Aybars' swollen cock slowly and sensuously, then clamps his lips tightly onto the shaft and sucks it down. Aybars responds with a vigorous rim job on Trent's ass, his tongue drilling through the thicket of ass hair to reach the hidden treasure. Then mounting Trent, Aybars fucks his partner fiercely looking like a caballero riding his white steed. Both men are in sync as they rock back and forth, their flanks sheening with sweat. Trent then sits atop Aybars' thick rod and bounces up and down while jacking himself off. He cums and Aybars quickly follows with his equally impressive shot of jism.

Trent Locke, hooded in a camo cap, is chasing Donny Wright through the forest. Donny stops below a grove of redwoods and the chase turns into a hot make out session filled with passionate kissing. The making out quickly leads to each of them having their hands down the others shorts, and in no time Trent pulls down Donny's shorts and gets on his knees to blow the hot stud's uncut cock. Slurping it well, Trent looks up from below the brim of his cap for approval. Trent comes up for some more hot kissing, but Donny wants to suck on Trent's tasty pole. After blowing Trent, Donny turns him around so he can give the lightly furred Locke's ass a world class rim job. Fully prepped for a pounding, Trent braces himself on the giant redwood so he can take the full force of Donny's huge tree trunk. Donny delivers it all into Trent's prime ass, until Donny leans up against the tree so Trent can back up onto his him. Grabbing onto Trent's shoulders and ramming harder inspires huge wads of cum out of Trent, who gets down on his knees and looks up, inviting Donny to spray his face with a load. Donny takes the invitation and coats Trent's well-trimmed beard with his spooge.

Reaching their destination and realizing they're alone, Christopher Daniels and Trent Locke turn the car's engine off and then get busy revving each other up. Trent is down in Christopher's lap, nursing on his long dick and mouthing his tight nut sack. His head bobs up and down as he gobbles up every inch of Christopher's dick shaft. The horny blond leans farther back inside the car and holds his legs apart, giving Trent easy access to his asshole. The bearded bo-hunk digs in with the tip of his tongue and moistens the crack with his spit. Then Trent hunkers down on the hood of the car so Christopher can plow his hairy ass. The big stud pumps in and out in a steady rhythm that has them both sighing with pleasure. Christopher then lays back and lets Trent rides his hot rod, bouncing up and down like a bucking bronco. Trent jerks himself off until he shoots his milky load; and then he helps Christopher get off by nibbling his balls while he masturbates until he finally blows his wad.

Propped up in front of the TV, Trent Locke and Damien Stone try out playing each other in an old-time video game. They zig and zag cranking their joysticks and scoring points. But when the going gets tough, things get rough. Not wanting to get his ass kicked, Trent stops play which pisses Damien off. The two competitors start roughhousing and all that wrestlin' around quickly has both men forgetting the video game challenge. Horizontal on the oriental, they kiss and rub all over each other before Damien pulls Trent's shorts down to start sucking his personal joystick. They trade places and Trent gets busy gobbling up every inch of Damien's meaty rod. Things get kinky when Damien tries sliding one of the actual joysticks up Trent's rear end but that isn't good enough. So moving right behind, Damien slams his big cock up Trent's ass and fucks him hard. They twist into different positions and screw even harder. Trent is busy wanking his crank until he finally cums and Damien finishes himself off by hand and shoots his buddy right in the eye with his load.