Tyson is sightseeing in Berlin. But the cool guy sitting in front of the memorial is much more interesting than the tourist attractions. The two quickly chat each other up and get down to business in an old ruin. Not only does Ken have broad shoulders, there’s also something hefty going on in his pants. He fucks Tyson’s mouth deeply and fully with his big club, then he leans Tyson up against a wall and shoves his cock between his plump ass cheeks. TYSON TYLER AND KEN

This gay student was so cute with his glasses. Poor boy was locked down for 2 weeks to study and suddenly felt the need for a big cock and cum. He needed me to fuck him hard. I came to his place, made him suck my dick on his knees and then pounded his ass raw until I put all my jizz inside of him.

We all know what happens when we toke a bit right? Your dick gets hard and you get the munchies! I love verbally aggressive dudes that love being worshipped. Kaden came over for a toke session and some video game time. He loves that I do whatever he says so he takes full advantage of the situation! And by that I mean he takes full advantage of whatever wet hole I have for him to stick his dick in!

Six intertwined, sweating bodies slither and crawl across each other. Every man finds a partner for fucking. Tyson Tyler plows Shawn Wolfe, adding lots of pelvic gyrations. Trelino's ass belongs to Dato Foland and Race Cooper rides the big fantastic of Boomer Banks' foot of schlong. The bouncing buns and throbbing cocks blend new and familiar faces with skin of every color. The grunting and groaning kick up the heat level. Ultimately, the energy focuses on Shawn, whose inviting ass becomes a black hole, sucking in every cock in sight in a champion gang bang. The men circle'round. While waiting for their turn at Shawn's ass. Shawn is in a cock trance taking every one inside -- one after the other -- reveling in the pleasure. After each has their turn on Shawn, his mouth welcomes every load. As he takes each one, he jacks off. He can't tell which is pounding faster, his heart or his fist. His eyes roll back into his head as he explodes his built up load, drenching his furry torso in spooge.