Angel Ferrari and Atlas Grant invite John Thomas over for movie night. But while watching the main event, Angel and Atlas get horned up and start making out. The movie, already forgotten, is replaced by live-action. John eats some of the popcorn while Atlas gets his face fucked but soon puts it aside to stroke his big uncut tool. The action intensifies, with Angel using Atlass face like a Fleshlight toy. The bearded hunk is soon on his knees, devouring the pink morsel that is Atlass hole. Soon, Angel slides into Atlas, fucking him while John sits back, eats popcorn as if he were watching his favorite movie, and continues to jerk off. Then the live interaction begins. Atlas asks John if he likes it, and John, who clearly does, nods in agreement. But watching from the sidelines is hard on the nerves and, unable to resist, John finally joins in on the bareback action. Atlas, still getting fucked, immediately devours Johns meaty cock. Angel and John switch places, spit-roasting and tag-teaming fucking the cock-hungry muscle bear. Angel fires off first and John, then Atlas, follow, spewing their jizz all over Angel.

When you have a big dick, you know it. Theres a certain attitude in your walk. You carry yourself differently. Straight or gay doesnt matter because, whether we admit it or not, the world revolves around big cock. And the old adage still holds true: the bigger, the better. Take Angel Ferrari for example. He may not have a monster dick, but hes quite proud of what hes got swinging between his legs. Here, with hairy leather daddy, Kurt Jacobs, Angel knows his meat is the prize and his load the penultimate goal of any cock whore worth his weight in well, semen! Kurt and Angel get good and sloppy as they make out then take turns sucking each other. And as noisy as they are in the beginning, theyre noisier still when Angel slides that big raw cock inside tattooed daddy Kurt. Angel fucks Kurt bareback, then daddy takes Angels cock for a ride. The beefy, bearded Latino whips out a tangy load, his big balls flopping, then takes Kurts jizz on the chin. Which only proves that just because you have a big cock, doesnt mean you have to be a big dick.

Decked out in jockstraps and leather harnesses, Angel Ferrari and Joel Someone are locked in an embrace with some heavy duty kissing. Its clear Angel owns Joel as he moves his head up and down to deepthroat his big cock. This isnt just sucking dick. This is face, throat, and skull fucking. And although Joel chokes and gags from time to time, its obvious he enjoys giving up control. At first, because Angel had his cock buried balls deep down Joels throat, the sub white boy kept silent. But once Angel buries his face in Joels ass and eats his hole, Joel becomes a loud, trash-talking slut! The bearded sub jumps and screams as Angel spurred on by Joels dirty talk, rims and fingers his hungry ass. And the proof that Joel wants Angel to slam him! When he says, Penis up my guts. And Angel provides. WHAM! One thrust. One shot. One scream. The bareback fucking is intense, but so are the screams and the grunting. Beefy, hung Angel doesnt just fuck Joel. He wrecks him, taking ownership of Joels ass and driving him to the edge of lustful insanity. Angel blows thick, creamy man juice all over Joels face, and in his mouth. Joel shoots a juice load as well, practically singing as he c

Bearded Angel Ferrari has called in Dale Savage for an estimate on landscaping needs. The silver daddy makes suggestions to the Latin papi, who then informs the professional that he needs a lot of privacy. Then Angel proceeds to show Dale why, except in the bedroom, since he still doesnt have the seclusion he needs from prying neighbors or passersby. The eager cocksucker chows down on Angels fat, uncut tool. Angel proceeds to eat Dales tempting ass, framed in a black jockstrap in mouthwatering fashion. Angel follows up the butt munching action with some bareback fucking, taking Dale on all fours, and then on his back, legs up in the air, making Dale cry out like a gutter whore and beg for more. They soon get to the bottom line, like with any project. Except in this case, its all about the cum and not just the cost of the project. The end result! Naturally, Dale got the big contract. Then again, when someone puts out like that, going the extra mile, you KNOW they want it!

Their feast is over but Angel Ferrari and Brian Bonds are still hungry for something more than just food. After all, once your hunger is sated, you become aware of other cravings. With their physical needs in high gear, these two hunky sex soldiers get down to business putting together a sling. Beefy and scruffy Angel leans back to test it out and Brian immediately dives for the Latinos hole. Brian then works Angels cock, swallowing it to the balls and savoring even his scent, which only makes Brian harder. In fact, weve never seen his cock this hard, this big, or this thick before. Thats how much Angel fuels his desire. After a good cock sucking, Angel drops to his knees to return the favor but soon ends up burying his face in Brians ass, his tongue in Brians hole. Angel preps Brian with a good tongue fuck, rimming his eager ass before sliding his raw cock inside to bareback fuck the pig whore. What follows is a power struggle, despite the fact that Brian is the one getting fucked, despite the fact that hes the one that collects Angels seed. Which begs the question. When a top fucks a bottom, whos the one really in charge!

Sometimes you want things you probably shouldnt have, things that will cost in some fashion. We dont mean financially. Were talking about the emotional toll exacted on your soul when you finally get what you want and it turns out to be different than how you imagined. Not better, not worse. Just... Different. Take Mason Lear as an example. Hes wanted Angel Ferrari for a while now. And lets face it, Angel is the complete package, not only for Mason. Angel is tall, dark, and handsome, with a brooding sensuality and a big cock. And hes quiet. Theres just something about that kind of man that makes some quiver with excitement and gets them wet. When Mason finally got what he wanted he knew he was in for more than just a touchy-feely sort of fuck. Angel crawled into Masons mind, pushing out all thought of camera and crew. Instead, Angel connected with Masons holes, using them as if they were nothing more than toys to bring him pleasure. From fucking Masons throat and slapping those big floppy balls in Masons face, to dumping his seed inside Masons fuck hole. Is it any wonder he fantasized about what kissing Angel might be like! Or to be allowed to jerk himself off during, an