Bearded and tattooed muscle hunk Atlas Grant is lost in a hot and erotic tale on his tablet when bald strongman Victor West sits beside him. The hairy daddy starts groping Atlas, who is sexy as fuck in his leather harness. At first, Atlas remains engrossed in the story he’s reading but as everyone knows, no matter how good a story is, there is simply nothing better than the real thing. Hungry for cock, Victor chows down on Atlas’s meaty uncut cock, getting his fucked in the process. Soon, hungry for ass, Atlas drops to his knees, where he proceeds to rim Victor’s big, hungry ass. Atlas gets piggy, spitting on that hairy manhole as he eats it out, then slobbering all over Victor’s cock before sliding his raw cock in his Big Daddy and pounding away, bareback fucking the burly hunk until they each let loose with some big loads, spewing seed all over themselves.
Scruffy and hairy Joel Someone is chilling on his couch when bearded Harper Davis shows up, in desperate need of cock. They start to make out and Harper grabs Joel’s crotch but Joel doesn’t want to go there. At least, not yet. You see, Joel knows Harper is a huge cocksucker but Joel wants more. He wants ass. A hungry, spit-lubed, hairy manhole to fuck and he wants it in the worst way. Joel gives what can only be called the best rimming performance we’ve ever seen and heard! And when he’s good and ready, needing to feel his big dick sliding into that tight ass, Joel spits a final glob on Harper’s hole and slides home. Harper grunts and howls like a cat in heat as Joel bareback fucks his ass, putting him through his paces until he earns that load. And can we just say? Harper has never been this loud or this growly. Joel clearly hit all of Harper’s buttons. We’re talking balls deep fucking here, the kind that makes your eyes roll back into your head, and so much cum we’re surprised Harper didn’t drown from so much seed splattered all over his face!
A fine cut of meat is juicy. Succulent. It makes your mouth water even before you sink your teeth into it. Then, when you feel the flavor of the meat burst on your tongue, you experience a near perfect moment that’s very much like an orgasm, only you experience it throughout your entire body. A fine cock will make you experience the same things, especially if that cock is a monster, like the enormous, incredibly thick, uncut slab of beef swinging between Saul Leinad’s thighs! You can practically taste what he has to offer as Atlas Grant sucks the chocolate brown slab, savoring those mouth-watering blatino juices. What follows is a hole stretching, flip fucking bareback experience that will leave you as breathless as Atlas and Saul, if not more so, and marinading and glazed in creamy spurts of jizz. Hmmm. Not THAT’S what we call savory!
In the market to wear something new and different, Dax Librastic and Harper Davis are at the H and R Tailors. They have an appointment with the Master Tailor himself, except the man is late. They decide to check out the other items available in the shop, while they wait. But this makes Dax and Harper extremely horny. Next thing you know, Harper is offering up his ass for Dax to take and do with what he will. Dax rims the hairy bottom, gives Harper cock to drool over, then buries the spit-lubed cock in Harper’s hungry ass, bareback fucking the sex pig until they unload. Hmmm. Can there be any better way to pass the time than rutting like pigs? Which, of course, only reminds us of that George Bernard Shaw quote. Something about not wrestling with a pig because you’ll only get dirty and besides…the pig likes it!
Whether you work in a shop, or own one, there’s a golden rule. The customer is always right. Unless, of course, you happen to be at H and R Tailors, where customer satisfaction is…let’s just say, at the whim of the employee. Take bearded Brendan Patrick as an example. The handsome, tattooed, hairy hunk is two hours late for an appointment with Dax Librastic and Harper Davis. But when the two give Brendan grief about being late, the domineering daddy decides to teach them a lesson. Brendan offers up his cock for a very willing bald Dax and ginger Harper to service. They take turns, practically fighting for a go at Brendan’s curved tool. Brendan then orders Dax and Harper on their knees and proceeds to rim one, then the other, priming them for a good fuck. Harper clearly enjoys the heavy duty bareback pounding, spit-roasted as he is, with Brendan’s raw cock up his ass and Dax’s dick down his throat. You’ve heard of monkey-in-the-middle? Well, this is piggy-in-the-middle. At least until it’s Dax’s turn, who — because he spoke out of line to the leather master — gets a taste of Brendan’s Irish fury. Harper proves that once a cock whore, always a cock whore, ending up on his back, legs up in the air, fucked bareback by bald, hairy and bearded hipster, Dax, then riding Brendan until the harnessed daddy blows his seed all over Harper’s face. Dax dives for a taste of Brendan’s cum-coated cock, tasting Harper’s ass juices in the process, and shortly after, unleashes a wild spray of jizz that literally flies everywhere. So the next time you’re at the leather shop, unless you want this to happen to you, make sure you fully understand store policy!
When it comes to the seven deadly sins, we’ve got you covered with nearly half of them. First up is Pride, with bald, tattooed hairy daddy, proud of his masterful creation, a trained, younger stud fucker named Sean Knight. Scotty is about as deeply inebriated with pride in his protege as hairy hunk Sean is balls deep in Daddy’s hole. Then there’s Greed, with Mason Lear and Dusty Williams. We learn a new definition of man’s sexual hunger after Mason unties Dusty — who has an apple shoved in his mouth — before feeding the hairy bottom whore plenty of cock, both down his throat, and up his ass. We’re treated to a mouth watering rim session, with Dusty riding Mason’s tongue in a way that will have your cock drooling. Last, but definitely not least, is Wrath, featuring Atlas Grant is a submissive top, unleashing his fueled sexual frustration at the incredibly aggressive power bottom, Brian Bonds. These men are mad, wild, hairy and raw as they revel in this decadent and sinful compilation of base, primal desires. And we leave you with Envy, because that’s exactly what you’ll feel when you see just how much cum these men spew, leaving each other sticky and seeded and anxiously awaiting the next opportunity to sin.
There are two schools of thought when it comes to sex. One camp believes it’s the top who’s in charge, because he’s the one fucking. The other camp argues the bottom is in charge, because without the bottom, tops simply wouldn’t have a hole to fuck. It’s kinda like, which came first, the chicken or the egg. Well, we’re not about to open up that can of worms and we don’t know if this scene with Atlas Grant and Brian Bonds will finally lay the argument to rest about tops and bottoms. All we know is that Brian, who makes a good top, makes one hell of an aggressive bottom! Clad in boots and leather gear, he’s hanging out and chilling in a sling, drinking his head. The scruffy blond sex whore soon calls for beefy, hairy muscle bear, Atlas, to serve him more. But mead isn’t the only thing on Brian’s mind. He needs cock. He lets out his inner whore — though, truth be told it wasn’t that well-hidden — and gives Atlas a rash of commands, bossing him around and getting Atlas to suck his cock AND his hole. Yes, we do mean sucking his hole, not just rimming. You’ll be able to tell by the piggy, wonderfully nasty sounds they make. Speaking of sounds, you’ll swear Atlas and Brian are doing more than just fucking bareback. They’re rutting like snorting, sex-crazed animals, complete with sweat, spit and cum in all the right places.
Just as there are rituals before going out — things like shaving, taking a shower, picking out your clothes — there are rituals before sex. Tattooed and goateed silver daddy Scotty Rage demonstrates by buzzing his head, even while wearing his sunglasses. After all, it’s his persona, and he MUST be groomed. As he runs the clippers along his scalp, he makes sounds of pleasure. What we soon realize is that there’s someone between Scotty’s legs, sucking his cock. Even as Scotty continues to don his outfit for the night, which includes leather gloves, Sean Knight thrusts his hairy ass out, clad in a jockstrap, while leaning forward to devour daddy’s cock. But Daddy likes ALL parts of his body licked and sucked. He presents his ass for Sean to eat and Scotty is not disappointed. You can tell that, as Scotty wriggles his ass up and down, circling it all around, Sean clearly knows how to eat a man’s ass. Scotty serves up his cock once more and Sean obediently serves. Soon, however, servant becomes Master as Sean takes charge of Scotty and fucks the muscle bear daddy bareback, seeding his hungry hole then eating his jizz. We thought we’d seen everything!
In life, you have to work for what you want. The same rule applies when it comes to sex. You want cock? Beg for it. Get on your knees and crawl, mother fucker. Because sometimes, that’s the only way to get that dick. Clad in his leather gear, desperately craves Rex Hunter’s throbbing shaft up his ass, Dusty does just that. He crawls. Right between Rex’s legs. The silver daddy lets Dusty suck him but he’s gotta work for that meat. But Dusty doesn’t mind. He’s a cock whore from the word GO!, with a thing for big-dicked silver foxes who know how to put sub bottoms in their place. After sucking Rex, then getting rimmed, Dusty gives it up for a balls deep bareback fuck, that leaves them both breathless, coated in copious amounts of the thick and creamy gooey stuff.
You know the expression, “Do as I say, not as I do?” Well, waif-like ginger Declan Moore and scruffy, Alex Hawk are about to play that game. They’ve been brought together by a mysterious man who gets his rocks off by watching others do what he tells them to do. With his voice altered, in order to protect his not-so-innocent status, our mystery man gives each model direction. Soon, they are lost in the dark thrill, giving up all sense of self as they please the anonymous perve in his psychosexual fantasy of epically intimate proportion. The blindfolded sex pigs, clad in leather gear, are told to lick, suck, and face fuck. Then, when the blindfold comes off, Declan truly goes to town, enjoying all Alex has to offer, all while still obeying the off-site director. And once Alex is instructed to take off HIS blindfold, Declan and Alex devolve into true whores, giving way to their innermost passions as they fuck bareback, allowing themselves to rut like animals, even while our mystery man remains very much in command.
There comes a time in every man’s life when he must whore himself out. Not that he needs the money. It’s more that he needs the cock. Any cock. Any man. Any load. There’s a certain hunger within, scratching to get out. He struggles against it, after all, he’s not an animal. But sooner or later, desire wins and shame is cast aside. The hunger fuels a desperation to get fucked by the first man that comes along, no matter what he looks like, just as long as that hunger is sated. And so, in this very mood, Atlas Grant enters a sex club where he strips down in the locker room then takes his sweet time slipping on the items many of us wear when on the prowl…a leather harness, a jockstrap. The bearded muscle hunk then adds one key accessory to his ensemble — a blindfold — making his encounter even more anonymous. With that perfectly muscled, plump and hairy ass thrust out for any top to take, Atlas awaits. Along comes Brad Kalvo, a bearded, hairy, muscled beast of a man who feeds Atlas his cock and rims that mouth watering hole. Then, growling like a demon possessed, he makes Atlas whimper and moan while bareback fucking the eager slut, who never once takes off his blindfold. Not even when Brad rewards him with a mouth and face full of hot cum.
In a seedy, private sex club in an industrial park, Chip Young sits in a cage, awaiting a man and his bone, like a bitch in heat. Bearded Avi Strider saunters in, takes one look at the beefy bottom whore in the man-sized crate and knows straight away…Chip needs a bone. A hard bone. One made of flesh. A bone he can lick and savor. Avi whips his dick out, offering puppy Chip something to slobber and drool over. And although Avi might return the favor — after all, even a sub cur must get a treat once in a while — the swarthy dog handler slathers a mouthful of spit all over Chip’s ass, rimming his hungry hole and priming it for a good mount and then a ruff bareback fuck. Woof!