Fur and muscle collide when Billy Santoro and Hunter Marx hook up in the warehouse. Their jock straps are so worn and crusty, you can almost smell em. Their abs are ridged, their nipples are hard, and rock-hard cocks emerge from the pouches of their jocks. Look close: Hunter has a finger or two in Billys hole. Those fingers make way for Hunters tongue, causing Billy to dip and sway and hold onto a step to stabilize himself. Now is a steady rocking pattern, he orders, tongue fuck me get it wet lick my balls. By then, Hunter has such a steely erection that if he doesnt stick it in Billys hole its going to burst. Billy wants to get fucked as hard and fast as Hunter is able, and he puts his muscular glutes to work to help. Theyre so into it they work up a powerful sweat. Billys nuts pull up so tight in their sac, it wont be long before he shoots. They lock tongues and grab their cocks. Hunter pipes his hot load straight into Billys mouth and licks it out again while Billys sprays across hi