August Alexander is mega hung, and it takes a brave and horny man like Mason Lear to take it all. But Mason is hot and ready, sucking August's thick massive prong like a champion in a secluded laundry room. August wants in on the fun as well, so he kneels to swallow Mason's own substantial woody.

Mason turns to brace himself against the door while August burrows into his hole with a big slobbering tongue. Saliva is dripping in long strings off August's chin and Mason's taint as he gets the hottest sloppiest, juiciest rim job you've seen.

Lubed with a load of spit, Mason's ass is open for business, and August slides his ginormous cock in. Mason's eyes roll back as he breathes deep to take the big mammoth. The ebony pole slams into him like it was custom made for his hungry butt.

Mason lies back onto the washing machine, and it's a good bet the poor device is rocked like it never has been before, as the power of August thrusting knocks into it while he pummels Mason. They move to the safety and stability of the floor and Mason rides his ass up and down on the dark pillar of man meat.

August pulls out, leaves Mason's hole still quivering, throbbing and twitching as he milks out a sticky spurt that coats Mason's crack. He pushes in to spray the last wads of sperm deep into the horny hole. Mason is ready to beat off himself, but first gives August a taste of his own sweet medicine, pumping his rockhard dick into the mahogany muscleman. He pounds out a load on August's fuzzy crack then plows in to let his spurting dick finish its final spasms in the warm wet love tunnel.