As the pool sex party forges on, DJ holds his blue cup, which means he’s in the mood to top. In the living room, taking a break from the sun, he encounters Zachery Rhys, holding an orange cup, which means he could be tempted to bottom, Declan Moore, holding a green cup, which means he’s in versatile mode…and then there’s Alex Hawk, holding a purple cup. Now, DJ has a decision to make. Does flip the tempted, flip fuck the versatile, or bury his huge cock balls deep inside the only one willing to be a 100% bonafide bottom? We know which one WE would pick if we were DJ. Then again, if we were Alex, we’d be like, pick me! Pick me! We just KNOW Alex’s butthole had to be all twitchy once the connection was made, for he instantly got down on his knees and started sucking the tattooed hunk’s slab of throbbing man meat. Soon, Alex impales himself on DJ’s long, thick shaft and goes for a ride, stretching himself out with a bareback fuck, while his own cock bounces up and down. Except DJ isn’t the type of man who lets his bottoms do all the work. He likes to be in the driver’s seat, controlling the motion. Alex gets it doggy style, then on his back, legs up and spread wide. DJ fucks the cum out of Alex — and it’s a big load — and keeps right on fucking, eventually pulling out and treating us all to the sight of an enormous load of baby batter, splattering all over a very impressed Alex. Whew! Heart be still.
At a pool sex party, where a purple cup means you’re a bottom and a blue cup means you’re a top, it’s difficult to be the one bottom in search of a top, while others — the tempted — walk by with an orange cup. Roman Maverick starts to wonder, will he ever find his top? A bit dejected, Roman then spots DJ. Big, bad-ass DJ, with the height, shoulders, looks, and confidence to turn you into his bitch, if he so wanted. And right now, DJ wants. He locks eyes with Roman and the two waste little time in getting down to business. They get to know each other as they make out, with DJ moving to suck Roman’s cock. The tattooed stud then eats out the curly-haired guy, rimming his ass before offering up his own large cock for service. Roman doesn’t just suck DJ, though. He practically devours the stud before getting up on all fours. Roman gets royally plowed, pumped full of raw cock as he’s fucked bareback to within an inch of his life. DJ pounds the cum out of Roman before blowing his own load and seeding the inked, pierced cock slut. Now? Roman’s cup just runneth over.
Tall, tattooed and all-American, DJ is the kind of man who obsesses over his sports car. And why shouldn’t he? It’s a sweet ride, banana yellow, and when he pulls up beside someone at a light, all he has to do is flash the driver a smile and they follow DJ home like drooling pups. When Sherman Maus comes to deliver an envelope, he falls prey to DJ’s charm. Or perhaps it’s just his cockiness. Or his cock. All we know is that if Sherman wants to hand DJ that envelope, it’s going to happen on DJ’s terms. Blond Sherman might be bigger than DJ in the cock department but DJ is no small fry and because it’s his garage, his car, his cock, Sherman plays by DJ’s rules, giving up his ass for a raw ride. DJ pump his throbbing shaft in and out of Sherman like firing pistons and it’s not long before he sprays his protein all over Sherman’s ass, then seeding his freshly fucked hole. Sherman immediately drops to his knees to clean off DJ’s cock, quickly pumping out an enormous load of jizz in the process.