Tony Zucchero has invited Jack Dixon back to his place on one condition. They must keep it down because Tony’s mom is asleep in the adjoining bedroom. Jack, who needs to drain his balls and satisfy his monster, promises to be quiet. Bespectacled, Tony immediately gets to work on Jack’s pierced, torpedo-shaped cock. But when Jack returns the oral favor, it’s Tony himself who starts moaning loud enough to wake the dead. Bald, bearded and heavily tattooed, Jack continues with a good tongue lashing, licking Tony, and eating him out. Once Tony is fully primed, Jack slides the entire length of his meaty slab inside the tattooed muscle hunk and starts to fuck. And as Jack fucks deeper, longer, and harder, Tony gets louder and louder, especially as he comes. Jack kept his promise of keeping things down, but we can’t say the same for Tony. But, hey… at least the bed didn’t squeak.
Carlo Cox and Jack Dixon
After a workout at the gym, Carlo Cox returns to find his boyfriend jerking off out on the patio. Carlo wastes little time in walking up to Jack Dixon, who sits stroking that huge pierced cock of his. The two immediately start making out and growling as if they were possessed by demons. After a while, super hairy, bearded, and heavily tattooed, Jack goes to town on Carlo’s T-H-I-C-K slab. Jack deep throats Carlo with ease as he slobbers and drools all over the meaty shaft. The two make out some more, but after a while, Jack needs Carlo’s hungry mouth and tongue. The bald, silver-bearded Daddy eats Jack’s hairy ass as if his life depended on it, alternating between hole and missile-shaped cock. Once Jack is fully primed, Carlo stands and slowly stretches Jack’s hole open. And after sliding home, down to the balls, Carlo starts to pump. He picks up speed, pounding harder and fucking deeper. Eventually, Jack ends up on his back, legs up in the air, stuffed full of man-meat. Jack pumps out a good load, and Carlo follows with one of his own, which Jack laps up and shares. Hmmm. Bet now you’re going to leave work and head home early, aren’t you?
Jack Dixon and Mike Gaite
There’s a place men go to get off. It’s a secluded spot… a secret location where straight and gay men go to suck cock and fuck ass. It’s a well-kept secret but won’t remain that way for long. Places like this never do. The floor is sticky from so much spilled seed and the space reeks of sex and sweat. It’s lit but dark enough to make you feel deliciously filthy. It’s the kind of place you try to resist, but can’t. It calls to you, and your boner leads the way. The adrenaline courses through your veins as you watch two men leave, while Jack and Mike approach. Inside, they get down to business. Mike devours Jack, slurping on the immense, torpedo-like slab of meat. Jack returns the oral favor and then, with little preparation, drives home. You move in, to get a better look as Jack bareback fucks Mike, but halfway through, Mike stops Jack. Is something watching? Jack doesn’t think so or maybe doesn’t care. He continues fucking until he unloads. Cum splatters everywhere, but he saves the last couple of spurts to seed Mike’s freshly fucked hole, who follows with a load of his own.