Pork is also a verb, and that’s what Angel Rock plans to do to Chris Bines as soon as he returns from the meat locker. Both men are extra sweaty under their leather aprons, and Angel takes a deep whiff when he kneels to suck Chris’ cock. Rotating him like meat on a spit, Angel brings Chris’ meaty haunches into range of his probing tongue. Chris gets his hole skewered in rapid succession by Angel’s finger and huge prong of a cock. Chris has a toned and slightly hairy chest that comes into view when he sucks Angel, using lots of spit to help that big sausage slide smoothly down his gullet. The meat hooks hanging from the ceiling double as handles for Chris to grab onto when he straddles Angel and lowers himself onto that cock for more fucking. A double shot of love juice on Chris’ sexy abs and both studs are spent.

Angel Rock proves to be a muscle worshiper, especially when it comes to worshiping the muscle growing between Liam Magnuson's legs. The chiseled hunk gives Liam a dripping-wet blow job then stands up and shoves his 9 inches down Magnuson's throat. Magnuson makes a pig of himself on Angel's thick uncut cock then gets on all fours so Angel can get a taste of his sweet ass. Angel rims the muscular blond's hole then stands up and works his giant shaft into Liam's ass. Liam loves Angel's huge tool inside him. He rolls over and jacks a load out of own cock, followed by Angel who pulls out and blows all over Liam's washboard abs.

When Angel Rock offers to spot Donnie Dean at the gym, he takes every opportunity to ogle and touch. They trade sly smiles as Angel hovers with his hairy pecs only inches from Donnie's matching torso. Then Angel snatches the shorts off of Donnie and a boner pops out. It calls for a deep, wet kiss. Angel puts his mouth to work on the rest of Donnie's hard and furry frame, doing things with his tongue that would get him arrested in 39 states. Now Angel's shorts come off, exposing his amazingly fat, long and curved endowment to Donnie's grasp. Donnie's tongue circles Angel's meat and then he deepthroats it skillfully. Angel takes control and fucks Donnie doggie style, his cock moving like a heat-seeking missile that repeatedly finds its target in Donnie's ass. Switching to a sit-fuck, Donnie shoot a stream of cum high in the air, then recovers to capture and savor Angel's load in his mouth.

A prisoner splayed out on a bunk in a dank cell faces a bank of video monitors showing men fucking. Zoom in on Angel Rock getting blown by Tyler Wolf. Wolf's biceps, traps and delts bulge while glistening with sweat. Angel is wearing a crusty jock strap that has probably never been washed. His hairy pecs heave as he uses a hand to guide Tyler's head while pinching a nipple with the other hand. Angel pulls away and spits on Tyler's cock, then wraps his tongue around the head. Tyler's pulsing hole is a magnet that slowly but surely attracts Angel's tongue. Angel sucks, probes and licks Tyler's hole until it drips with saliva and ass juices, then plunges his swollen cock into the dark center of those smooth buns. Tyler grimaces, rapidly stroking himself to add pleasure to the pain. Their writhing fuck and loud cries are transmitted to monitors being watched throughout the detention center. The speed and force of Angel's thrusts reach a breaking point that sends Tyler's cum flying across his torso. Angel saves his own load for Tyler's mouth.

Love is in the air when Angel Rock coaxes his hunky boyfriend Marcus Ruhl to join him in the shower. The two chiseled hunks make out under the running water which makes their huge cocks hard. After a playful sword fight they jump out of the shower so Marcus can go down on Angel's thick uncut cock. Marcus means business; he sucks Angel's cock from the tip to the balls like a true deep-throat expert. Angel nearly blows his Latin load but instead jumps up and sucks Marcus' big one. Marcus loves the head but it's not long before he tells Angel he wants him to fuck him. Angel's always ready to please his man so he shoves his giant whopper deep in Marcus' bubble-butt. They fuck on the tub and on the floor until they both get off and head back to the shower.

A hot shower is the perfect antidote to Tahoe’s wintry chill, and Angel Rock dreamily plays with himself under the spray. Roving hands pinch his nipples, slide over his flat stomach, squeeze his furry pecs and drop to his cock. The cock, emerges from a dark bush. It’s thick as Angel’s wrist, with a translucent foreskin he slides back and forth. Sighing, Angel snaps back to reality and grabs a towel. Exiting the shower, he collides with Brandon Jones. Knowing an opportunity when it knocks, Brandon yanks the tented towel off and scoops Angel into his arms. He remains clothed as he kneels to suck. Angel feeds him that foreskin, circling his shaft with a thumb and finger and making the head of his cock disappear under the skin. Brandon goes cock wild, grabbing the fat salami to try it. In the bedroom we see the rest of Brandon — long and lean, without an ounce of fat. His ass is the target of Angel’s tongue, which flicks and corkscrews until Brandon writhes in ecstasy. The hotness reaches a melting point when Brandon is face-down on the bed. Angel drills deep from above and Brandon thrusts back at twice the speed, using his long thighs as meaty springs. Their exertion is rewarded with cum geysers that leave them collapsed.