The heat of a romantic fuck gets kicked up several notches by an outdoor hot tub, a panoramic view of snow-covered pines, and a slow drizzle of rain. Landon Conrads biceps bulge as he clasps Tyler Wolf in an embrace. Their lips and their hard ons are pressed tightly together. Tylers tan hides the palest pelt of nearly invisible downy hairs and his buns hint at a dark center waiting to be breached. When they separate, Landon sinks to his shoulders in the steaming water. He clasps Tylers cock in his mouth and inhales it to the root. The next kiss transports them to the bedroom, where Tyler puts his stubble-flecked jaws to work on Landons engorged member. When Tyler arches his back and thrusts his hips into the air, his hole pulsates like a homing beacon for Landon. It swallows Landons probing tongue and welcomes his cock. Looking down, Landon can see his shaft disappear again and again between the hard firm globes that hold it in a firm grip. His sweat pours down like the rain outside and Tylers precum pools on his tummy, until Landon adds a blizzard of cum on Tylers face.
Jason Goodman and Jack Patrick appraise each other through their clothes, but it's better when the clothes come off. Jason is the hairless muscle stud who grips the sides of the staircase like parallel bars, lifting himself into the air while Jack sucks his dick and nuts. Jason's glutes are high, round and tight ... and Jack fingers his burning hole like a drill. Jack grabs Jason by the waist, offers a kiss and leads him downstairs for Jason to take a turn sucking. Jack's assessment: 'You're pretty good at this.' The hollows in Jason's cheeks and the heaving of Jack's pecs lend support. Then Jason jumps Jack's bones, with his hole landing squarely on Jack's cock. From here on, Jason takes charge, fucking himself with Jack cock as if it were a living dildo. Every direction, every angle, every speed. He could patent it and call it the hole workout. Even when they switch to doggy, Jason is gripping his glutes, clamping his hole down on Jack's cock and rocking his ass to meet the thrusts of the cock barreling down his innards. Jack's cumshot paints a white line down Jason's spine while Jason, who has been jacking his cock frantically through the entire fuck, squirts massively onto the floor.
Angel Rock and Jackson Taylor are out enjoying the wintry views of Tahoe when a snowstorm sends them scurrying to the lodge. What better way to warm up than to share body heat? Angels hairy gymnasts pecs practically burst out of his shirt when Jackson unbuttons it. Jackson is all contrasts: darker, slender and smooth. His slim body moves rhythmically as he and Angel smooch. Angels cock is poised for action, defying gravity as it rises and bobs in response to Jacksons lip, teeth and tongue at his nipples. Angels cock is a work of art long, curved and uncut. As fat as Jacksons wrist. You wonder how Jackson makes it disappear down his throat. When Angel leans back on the sofa, Jackson straddles his face like a saddle, spreading his tight, smooth butt. Angels tongue quickly finds the soft, tender hole. He makes Jacksons two tight handfuls of ass quiver and tremble. Grasping Jacksons tiny waist in two hands, Angel guides him to his waiting cock. Penetration is instant. Jackson takes charge, swiveling and gyrating his hips to stimulate every square inch of his hungry fuck chute. In a breathless climax, Jackson sprays cum wildly across his thighs and torso, triggering a thick ball-basting from Angel.
Ryan Rose invites the viewer to join him in the bath. Hes got a head start: a hard on with his hand wrapped around it. Ryan looks up with a wish-you-were-here smile. Ryan squeezes and stretches his cock, runs a thumb around the head, cups his balls. His feet are placed together, pushing against the far end of the tub as the water splashes and ripples. A scant treasure-trail leads from Ryans navel to his pubes. Closing his eyes, he puts his hands behind his head, flashing a hairy pit and a square jaw. His hair is perfect. He caresses his smooth chest, grabs a chestnut nipple. Then two hands on the cock. Rising from the tub, Ryan turns and probes his hairless hole with two fingers. Driving deep, he pushes until they can go no further. His right hand is still working his cock as it shoots long bursts of spooge across his washboard abs. Using two fingers, Ryan scoops the musky semen into his mouth and smiles. Thats how to jack off!
The shadowy figure descending the stairs is Angel Rock: naked and ready for action. His beefy body has pumped pecs with a wisp of hair. He turns a corner and runs into Wolfie Blue, likewise naked and hard. Their lips meet like this was destiny. Their tongues entwine as their cocks dock, foreskin sliding over foreskin. Wolfie has one need to get fucked which he signals by flopping on the bed and spreading his legs. Angel is eager to accommodate. The narrow head of his cock makes initial entry easy, but the shaft widens, and Wolfie gasps as his fuck chute is stretched by a thick, invading cone of hard flesh. With Wolfies cock wafting in the breeze, Angel cant resist leaning down for a slurp. He alternates: fuck-suck-fuck-suck. Wolfies other hole needs attention so he spins 180 and lets his head hang over the bed for Angel to face-fuck him. Then to a chair for a sit-fuck. Wolfies prostate caves in to the relentless pounding, causing his balls to spew their load across the room. Angel follows suit, basting Wolfies face with jism, then licking it up.
Brrr. The fountain is frozen in Tahoes town square, but Jimmy Durano and Shawn Wolfe know a quick way to get warm. They head to their room and draw a hot bath. The tub is big enough for smooth, muscular Jimmy and lean and furry Shawn. Sitting in the tub, their swollen dicks pop up like periscopes. When Shawn reaches over to grab Jimmys cock, Jimmy rises, and his cock spears Shawns mouth dead center. Shawns hands are busy exploring Jimmys torso and playing with his foreskin as he sucks. Then Jimmy takes a turn sucking, cupping Shawns tight buns in his hands. Shawns treasure trail leads to more fur in all directions: hairy legs that will warm you when they wrap around you and a hairy crack and balls. They fuck in the tub, with Jimmy sitting and Shawn lowering his ass onto the pole that brings intense pleasure. After Shawn loosens up, he leans forward, bracing himself on the ledge, for Jimmy to take him from behind in rapid full-bore thrusts that set the water roiling. Orgasms await them on the ledge of the bath, with Shawn on his back, cumming in high jets on his furry belly and taking Jimmys hot white load in his mouth.
Hunter Page is jacking off to his perfect fantasy man fucking him right before that dream comes true. Enter handsome Hayden Richards, who rounds the corner not expecting to see a naked guy masturbating blissfully on the staircase. They smile wide smiles, and Hayden quickly strips, his buns flexing as he ascends for an embrace. He grabs, then sucks the cock hes offered, squeezing Hunters nuts. Hayden stands and lifts his foot onto the banister and Hunter instinctively presses his face to the crack. But Hunters crack is the object of this fantasy, so he assumes the position his bubble butt for the taking. Penetration is all he hoped for and more. Too nave to know about shaving, Hunters hole and taint are covered with black hair. Hayden pronounces the ass sweet as he fucks it. They move to a couch and fuck in the spoons position until Hunter shoots an almost never-ending load, dumping puddle upon puddle of jizz on his tight abs then taking Haydens load in the face.
If you're tall, dark and handsome like Exclusive Ryan Rose, you can sport a hard on and the studs come flocking. Bobby Hart sees Ryan, and he is on it. His massive bulge is present in his tighty whities even before all of his taut flesh, dark skin and a smile of anticipation are visible. Ryan welcomes Bobby with a kiss and when Bobby straddles Ryan's waist and sits, Ryan's erection presses against those stretched cotton briefs, nestling into the crevice that awaits his cock. Ryan slips the briefs down to expose the hole that's the intended prize, while he pulls Bobby forward, completely swallowing Bobbys fat uncut cock. The skin on both of them is smooth and rippling with muscle. Bobby blows Ryan, wrapping his tongue and lips around the cock that beckoned him, then he straddles Ryans lap again this time without the briefs. Ryan's cock slips in like a key to a lock and Bobby gives him a gyrating lap dance before Ryan takes the lead, dropping Bobby into a shoulder stand and pummeling him from above until Bobby shoots all over his own face. Ryan carefully squirts his load into the saucer of Bobby's ass, lapping up his load.
Paddy OBrian takes up residence in one of the room-sized tents on the North side of The Woods. The sleeves are torn out of his red plaid shirt, which is the only thing hes wearing. Paddy reclines on a pillow, legs spread, playing with himself. His cylinder of flesh is as thick as his wrist, and it serves as a beacon. Fellow camper Marcus Ruhl invites himself in, reclines alongside Paddy and helps himself to a mouthful of cock. Paddy watches intently as Marcus feeds, flexing his hips to set a pace that makes his balls boil. Marcus gurgles and slurps contentedly. These studs are working each other so hard they build up a sweat. When Marcus stands to shuck his shorts, his muscled arms, quarter-sized nipples and heavy uncut cock loom into view. Paddy nods approval and Marcus lowers his meaty buttocks onto the waiting beer can that is Paddys cock. Paddy grabs both buns and Marcus groans out in pleasure and pain as he accommodates the entry. Paddy gives Marcus a moment, then pounds him in every which way. Paddys enormous cock tests Marcuss endurance to its limits until theres no alternative but to spray the tent with their spooge.
Every man likes playing with himself when he's naked. It's at such times that he's most vulnerable to seduction. That is the basis of Latin firecracker Ray Diaz's strategy for bedding Trystan Bull. Handsome and clean-cut, with liquid brown eyes and the hard body of a wrestler, Trystan has no idea he's the object of Ray's carnal desires. After a day on the cold slopes of Tahoe, he just wants a warm bath to take the chill out. Who could blame him for closing his eyes and indulging in a slow, sensuous, soapy wank? Ray is lurking around the corner, wrapped in a towel, watching. He savors the view of Trystans hard cock, abs you could slalom off of, and a bubble butt that's high and round. When Ray reveals himself, Trystan is too heated up to say no. He asks Ray to wait until he rinses off, then join him in bed. Ray is single-minded about what he wants: that cock up his ass. So when Trystan's butt hits the sheets, Ray's hole lands on Trystan's upright cock. Ray fucks himself on Trystan's cock at every speed, every angle, and every intensity, until he's worn a groove in his prostate. They switch to a standing position then end up in missionary, dousing themselves with simultaneous blasts of jism.