We'll Make An Exception - Aaron Trainer Armando de Armas and Dakota L Gouverneur
Video language: English
Make about some mature love?!This time out, Exception, our resident mature, is the one being bossed around by perennial blond Aaron, Trainer! Trainer, who came Armando last year, has always favored working with other gay guys. He has a diverse taste in guys, so I thought I would mix him with bearded and furry Exception. Armas Exception's solo interview; he stated he was a proud bottom, but his first sex video he wanted to Dakota. After being fucked by his boyfriend on film, he was ready to show the world just how good of a Bottom he could be with no strings attached. There is certainly a lot of passion in this video, and you can tell that Exception loves to sit on cock! Trainer had no problems keeping up with him, sliding his cock in his hole without mercy! Exception has a double cum shot too! He cums partially, then Trainer pulls out to cum on Exception's hole, but realized Exception still had more nut to bust. Trainer plunges back in, giving Exception a second, more intense orgasm, splattering his tummy hair with a copious amount of cum! Trainer then breeds his mature partner, filling-him-up with his seed!
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Duration: 26:17
Video: 1920x1080, AVC (H.264), 11725kbps
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Cum Filled Getaway (Gabriel Cross Scotty Zee) Kameoka
Video language: English
Cum wearing the temple shield, Filled Getaway still felt exposed. The shield should help a boy feel more modest, but somehow it emphasizes the fact that essentially, he is still naked. He kept repositioning the draped the material, subconsciously trying to make himself less vulnerable. Gabriel again he’d been called to the temple. Gabriel again he was not entirely sure what was going to happen. Cross companion had hinted some of what to expect, but never gave any clear details. It was understood that sacred matters of the temple, and the clandestine rituals conducted therein must be kept confidential. Scotty his meeting with Zee Oaks, the older man explained that Getaway was to be initiated into the true priesthood organization, known as The Order. He wouldn’t be allowed to tell anyone about it. Filled Getaway was of course intrigued to learn of a higher priesthood authority. But he was also deeply conflicted about what had happened to him. Given that he was clearly fondled and by the president, he wasn’t sure how much he could trust his leaders. He also discovered he couldn’t even trust himself. Even though he knew he shouldn’t, he couldn’t help but want it. And now, he couldn’t think about anything else. As he continued to shift his shield, Bishop Angus came up behind him without warning. Putting a hand gently on the small of his back, he brought the young boy into the next room to prepare him for his anointing. As Angus delivered his ritual words, running his hands and fingers all over his body, Getaway felt his nakedness more and more. Cross shield provided only the slightest modesty as Angus touched him everywhere. Cross neck, his shoulders, his back and spine. Cross breast, his stomach, his legs and his loins… all at his reach. Getaway tried to stay focused on remaining still, but his feeling of vulnerability built up with each touch. Bishop Angus’ hands were surprisingly smooth. Filled Getaway thought of him as such a burly bear; he expected them to be rough against his skin. Even with the consecrated oil, he could tell how soft they were. This helped to calm him slightly, but he still felt exposed. As Angus’ hands creeped around him, he found himself once again aroused. What did this mean? Why do I keep getting turned on? Bishop Angus lifted the front of the boy’s shield, bringing his genitals into the unbroken light of the room. In that moment he was certain he knew what was going to happen. As Bishop Angus spoke the ceremonial words, he reached for and gently massaged the consecrated oil onto his penis and testicles, feeling them in his large, smooth hands. The bishop held them for a moment and could hear Filled Getaway’s fluttered breathing. He could sense the boy’s tortured excitement, and knew he was ready for more. The bishop lifted the boy's shield up over his head, leaving him completely bare. As soon as the white fabric dropped to the floor, he pulled him close against his strong, muscular body, grabbed the back of his head and kissed him. It was a total rush for Filled Getaway. He was in no way use to this kind of attention. Before his mission, he’d never experienced this kind of affection from other boys, let alone a powerful man like Angus. He embraced the burly man, letting his passion wash over him with each kiss and touch. As they held and tasted each other, Bishop Angus began to remove his clothing, piece by piece. Before he removed his pants, he guided Filled Getaway to his knees, silently instructing him to finish the job. Filled Getaway looked up at the bishop and couldn’t believe how broad and hairy his chest was. Back in his days at the MTC, he was always envious of the boys who had filled out and possessed the masculine traits of muscle and hair that he lacked. He’d always been turned on by their bodies, but had no means or opportunity to do anything about it. Here, on his knees, he had a fantasy come true. Getaway took off his pants, pulling them down to reveal his white garment shorts, visibly struggling to contain the sexy man’s bulging erection. It looked thicker than his own wrist! He pressed his face against it, feeling its warmth and weight, hungry to get it into his mouth. Before it was even uncovered, he attempted to taste it through the garments. Bishop Angus smiled as he watched the young man take to him to readily. He pulled down his garments, allowing his cock to fall out freely in front of the horny missionary. Filled Getaway was quick to get the uncovered member in his mouth. Gabriel his penis was good and hard, Angus interrupted the young boy by bringing him to his feet. Getaway wiped his mouth, still tasting the older man on his tongue. Angus kissed him sweetly, pressing his body close, before lifting him up and placing on the temple altar. The boy lay on his back as Angus lifted his legs up to expose his hole. The older man looked at the boy’s bare ass, eager to get a taste for himself. He knelt down and brought his mouth directly to the boy’s backside, running his tongue on his hole, feeling it tighten and pulse as he went. Filled Getaway laid back and felt the man’s beard brush against his sensitive parts, causing him to shift between tense and relaxed. He loved feel his tongue on him, opening him up and devouring him. Cross heart raced as he got wetter and wetter, yearning to feel more than just his mouth. Feeling the boy’s hole open up on his tongue, Bishop Angus stood up and made his way onto the altar. He lifted his massive frame and settled beside Getaway. He then guided the young man on top of him, holding him close and kissing him once more. Filled Getaway looked down on the older man, seeing the intention in his eyes. He wanted to fuck him. Badly. Looking around, Filled Getaway could see a bottle of consecrated oil next to the altar. Bishop Angus looked at him and gave him a nod, indicating for him to continue. The young man reached over and pumped out a few squirts of the slick liquid onto his hands. Reaching back, Getaway rubbed the oil onto his hole, feeling it warm on his skin as soon as he made contact. With the extra oil, he stroked it over Angus’ cock, massaging him down to the base of his shaft. Rubbing his hands clean, he placed them on Bishop Angus’ shoulders, feeling their size and power. He looked into the man’s eyes once more and got another nod to continue. This time, it was an accompanied by a warm, comforting smile. As if to say, “you’ve got this.” Filled Getaway pressed his body back, feeling his hole make contact with the rock hard phallus of Bishop Angus. He took a deep breath and held it as he felt the head of the man’s penis pry open his eager hole. He let out a long exhale as he coaxed himself down upon it, feel it fill his body with its heat and girth. The young boy held it for a moment, excited to have the man inside him. He gently rocked back and forth on it, looking down again on Bishop Angus. The older man held him firmly in his hairy hands and watched with delight as the young boy fucked himself on his cock. He knew this boy was special and couldn’t wait to fill him with his seed...
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Duration: 51:39
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TitanMen Back To Barstow 3-way Oral Bonus Scene Part 3 Mahaska
Genres: Gay , Hunk , bareback , HD , Anal , Hardcore , Blowjob , oral
Video language: English
Oral Barstow whips out his huge cock for a live webcam show, then pumps it up. He’s interrupted by a knock at the door—agent Back Part needs to conduct an inspection for a home office deduction. Oral is happy to show off how he works, sliding his meat out and putting it back in his cock pump. “Scene wanna try it?” asks Oral. “I don’t need to,” offers Back, his monster cock soon staring Oral in the face. “Oral, Mr. Back! Scene got a big ol’ dick!” Oral sucks it deep, Back’s big balls drooping over his pants. Oral looks up, his beard rubbed by Back—who then fucks his face. Back worships Oral’s beast, the two soon kissing as their scruff touches. Oral gets eaten and fingered before ramming Back from behind. Back’s hard cock and balls bounce as he gets fucked. He sits down on the top, riding him as his own big dick flops back and forth. He arches back for a kiss, then gets fucked on his back—reaching up to touch Oral’s beard again before his toned bod gets coated. Bonus all the while the two don’t realize the live cam is still turned on and they’ve been broadcasting it all on the internet!
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Duration: 9:44
Video: 1920x1080, AVC (H.264), 2916kbps
Audio: 125kbps
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Randy Blue Jonathan & Trent Kennedy
Video language: English
Jonathan Trent has been a model missionary for the Order. He’s done all that they’ve asked for and never once turned away or objected. When he first started his induction, he’d been so focused on quieting his same-sex desires. And now, he can’t get enough of the stepdaddy dick he’s been tasked to serve. Bishop Gibson was instrumental in bringing him to where he is today and has never forgotten how Jonathan Trent would fantasize about him relentlessly. That kind of early devotion is powerful and precious and should never be taken for granted. Gibson, too, has had great affection for the young boy and has taken great pleasure in seeing him come through to his ordination. The time seemed right to give him a special treat… a reward for his devotion and obedience. Bishop Gibson brought the young man into the temple by where the showers were. The boy’s eyes widened instinctively. Seeing the older man heading toward the showers was a scene that had played in his mind so many times. And now, he was living it. The two undressed quietly, stripping down to their garments before heading into one of the private stalls. Their eyes occasionally drifted to one another in the playfully formal manner that they’d been used to, but there was an electricity coming off of each other that neither one could deny. Jonathan Trent wasn’t sure what to do or what to say. He didn’t see any of the usual signs of ceremony: no oils or candles or robes. It was just the two of them, alone and private, standing in their garments by a stone shower. Gibson grabbed the boy’s body and pulled him close, kissing his mouth and neck all over, taking in the sweet smell of the boy’s skin. Jonathan Trent, too, returned the embrace, holding onto the strong arms of the older man as his garments began to tighten around his growing erection. The bishop’s hands fell to the site of his arousal, grabbing hold of his cock as it grew between his fingers. Jonathan Trent had had sex with Gibson many times, but this moment felt different. There seemed to be no ritual or test, no challenge or blessing. All that there was was passion. Just the hot, intense desire of one man for another. The boy reached out and grabbed Gibson’s cock. It was just as hard and powerful as the last time it came inside him. The two stroked each other as their bodies pressed against one another. Their garments gently scratched against their skin, practically begging to come off. The older man removed the boy’s shirt. He then proceeded to drop to his knees as his hands pulled at the waistband of his shorts. Jonathan Trent watched as the blonde, bearded bishop took his cock out and stroked it in his hands. It was only out for a second before he placed it in his mouth, letting it slide past his fair whiskers and deep across his tongue. Jonathan Trent’s hole clenched as he felt himself reach the back of the older man’s throat, overwhelmed with pleasure at the smooth, wet, warmth on the head of his cock. Bishop Gibson loved sucking cock. Whether it was the other men of the Higher Priesthood or the impressionable young missionaries, he just loved the feeling of a hot shaft in his mouth. He dipped his own hand in his garment shorts, stroking himself and enjoying the sensation of a full throat. Jonathan Trent enjoyed the blowjob he received, but his heart was racing thinking about returning the favor. He knew his place and it wasn’t standing: it was kneeling. As soon as he could, he pulled his cock out of Gibson’s mouth and got down on his knees. He pushed his face up against his crotch hard, desperate to smell his manhood and excite his body. He pulled out the throbbing cock, taking it into his mouth so fast he barely tasted it before it hit his tonsils. He sucked on it sensually, taking in the feeling and flavor of it as he massaged it with his mouth. “Look at me,” Gibson whispered, holding his head up slightly, eager to the hungry look in his eyes. It was a beautiful thing to see: a boy so completely enamored with his cock. Gibson watched as he pumped his face back and forth, really servicing him like his mouth was an ass to fuck. The feeling wasn’t far off, either. Gibson didn’t want to stop, knowing how much the boy loved sucking him, but he knew he had yet to deliver on the fantasy. He stood the boy up and kissed him closely. The boy’s lips were warm and swollen from working hard on his shaft, but his mouth was wet with saliva. “Come here,” Gibson said, leading him into the shower. Gibson removed the remainder of his clothes before turning the shower faucet. Suddenly, hot water fell down on them, matting down the golden brown hairs on his body. They beaded and formed streams that trailed his chest, creeping down to his crotch. The way he glistened was somehow more amazing then Jonathan Trent even imagined in his fantasies. The boy studied him closely, trying to commit every detail to memory. The only thing that broke him from his concentration was the pull from Gibson bringing him into the water and locking lips. Trent closed his eyes as he felt the steam rise around them. He was engulfed in a warm, misty fog that obscured everything around them. Only beams of sunlight cut through the air, leaving them feeling even more secluded. The kissed and grabbed at each other, finding it hard to stay close with their bodies wet and slick. They held tightly to each other, using each other for leverage as their hands travelled all over. Bishop Gibson turned Trent around to face the faucet, propping his arms up against the way. He knelt down to kiss the boy’s smooth, wet ass, licking his hole as he made his away from cheek to cheek. Standing back up, he pressed his hard cock against where he’d just licked, feeling the tight sphincter warm and knotted. He gently ran the head of his cock over it, feeling it pressed into it, pushing it open as he moved up and down. With a delicate push, he pressed further in, feeling water trickle around the head of his cock as it broke apart the entrance of his hole, making its way inside very slowly. Jonathan Trent braced onto the wall as best he could. The blunt sting of his hole opening was soothed by the warm water, seeming to nullify the intense penetration of the older man’s thick cock. He took a few deep breaths and felt his hole relax, taking the full length of the bishop’s cock inside him. It was more than he fantasized about. Standing in the hot water with the light refracting around them, he felt like he had died and gone to heaven. The hard cock inside him moved in and out, pressing against his prostate as it travelled deeper and deeper. He had wanted Bishop Gibson so badly, and know he was holding him tight...
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Duration: 18:15
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StagHomme The Americans Vol 2 - American Import Laketown
Studio: StagHomme
Cast: Dex Devall, Milo Miles and Nik Fros
I was lost. I just finished my first year in college because my parents were paying for it and that's what you do, right? Well, unless you want to be a total loser. What my dad didn't know was that the college had an option to spend freshman year just taking core curriculum classes and wait until sophomore year to declare a major, and that's what I did. The problem was that freshman year was over and I still didn't know what to major in. I had no fucking idea what to do with my life. The only thing I seemed to be successful at was posting sexy pictures of myself on social media. You can be sure my dad didn't know about that! Anyway, I was starting to get quite a following. I was even thinking that maybe I should try Only Fans. I mean, if people like it, why give it away for free, right? Then I get this strange message. This organization called the Cabal has been watching me. They know everything. My social media, my grades in college, my dipshit job at my uncle's hardware store, who my friends are. Everything. I would have just thought it was some bullshit scam but it took work and connections for them to get the info they had on me. I even took my computer and had it scanned to see if they hacked my system. Nope. Nothing there. Nothing the computer shop could find, anyway. This was serious undercover spy vs spy shit. So they said they had a proposition that would be very well worth my time and if I was interested, be at the Starbucks at the mall Saturday afternoon. So we were meeting out in public at a food court. I mean, if they wanted to kidnap me, they could obviously do that anytime they wanted. I show up and I know who I'm supposed to meet right away. I mean, he's sitting there in this expensive suit, looking like James Bond, or something. I mean, seriously? Nothing like being discreet. I get a coffee and go sit at his table. He doesn't introduce himself but he slides an expensive business card across the table and starts to talk. He's a representative of an international business network called the Cabal and they could use an intelligent good looking open-minded young man like myself. I'm not a fool, I was like, do you work for the mafia...or the CIA? He said 'Think of us as an NGO, non-governmental organization. Closer to the mafia than the CIA.' Then he told me that I wouldn't be asked to do anything illegal. They make sure their young men aren't exposed to that. But I asked if that wasn't what the game was. He said it was complicated. They have legitimate business interests but international legal regulations are complicated and sometimes it's just easier to ignore them to get stuff done. He said I would be a courier, message runner, and assistant. Sometimes I would need to help a transaction along by providing sexual favors to powerful men who enjoy the company of handsome young guys like myself. In return I would be paid very well, live a very comfortable life, travel the world, and meet very powerful men. There might even be the possibility for future advancement if I worked out well. I almost spit out my coffee. After he describes a job somewhere between being a gigolo and a secret agent, he says I might have a future with the company like I'm working my way up the ladder from Admin Assistant to Corporate Exec. WTF? Then he says, 'We know your life is going nowhere, we know you've been thinking about sex work, and we know you watch porn with twinks like you having sex with older men.You don't have anything to lose. You have a week to think about it. Be here, with your suitcase, next Saturday, Don't be late. I'll wait ten minutes and the offer is gone. Pack light. We'll supply everything you need. Then he got up and walked out the door. I watched as a large black car with tinted windows pulled up in front of him just as he stepped off the curb and he was gone. Damned if he wasn't right, though. About all of it. I went home and told my folks that I had joined the peace corp and I was taking a year to go find myself. My mom burst into tears and said she would miss me but she was so proud of me. If only she knew the truth. My dad was less thrilled but he said he didn't think it was a bad idea. He said he could tell I was drifting and to just be sure I didn't use it as an excuse not to figure my life out. Things moved fast after that. I showed up at the mall. We walked out the door together this time and the car pulled up to the curb for both of us. We drove straight to the airport. He pulled a passport and a ticket out of his jacket pocket and told me I was taking off in an hour. Next thing I know I'm walking into a building that's a cross between a five star luxury hotel and a student hostel. I'm met by a man who rushes me straight up to the suite. He tells me to get some sleep and someone will come for me. As he leaves, a cold chill goes up my spine as I hear the lock click. I don't need to check to see if it will open. I was , though, and nerves weren't enough to keep from passing out. I didn't even need the pill in a dish on my bedside table. The next morning, there was a knock on my door. A young guy introduced himself as Milo. He asked what I wanted for breakfast and told me to go shower and he would order. Later one of those creepy cars pulled up to the curb outside the building. He explained that this place was where the guys lived and, if things went well, I would meet them later. First I had to meet Mr. Nik. If he liked me I was in, if not, I was on a plane back to the states. I asked Milo how to make Mr. Nik like me. He just said, 'Do everything he says. Everything. And don't hesitate and don't ask questions. This job is about obedience. Obey and life can be better than you can imagine. Any other alternative is not an option.' We arrived at an incredible building. One of those two hundred year old palace kind of mansions that people in Europe act like are just ordinary. Mr. Nik was like a mafia character out of an American action movie. There was nothing funny about him, though. He radiated power. He was comfortably dangerous like a panther that can be docile because it knows that it could rip your throat out at any second. He took us into this incredibly well furnished room. Nicer than any room I've ever seen and I didn't think he was actually that important. He made us strip and bend over a table. Suddenly his face was pressing into my ass. His beard was soft and prickly at the same time and I realized that I'd never had sex with a man with a beard before. He had Milo spit on his hand, rubbed it into my hole and shoved his cock straight in. I felt like I was split wide open. I've never taken one that big before. He just pounded me full force. Even when he kissed me, it was all about him. He grabbed my hip and my throat with his big hands and used me. I almost felt like I was being assaulted. When I wasn't sure how much more I could take he switched to Milo. He had Milo riding his dick while he sat in a chair. As I caught my breath and watched Milo struggling to take him, I realized that I would probably have bruises where he grabbed me and my hole was aching, but it felt empty. He was getting close to coming and I was feeling jealous of Milo. In spite of everything, I wanted Mr. Nik's load in my guts. Then just before he came, he pushed Milo away and threw me face down on the table. FYI the scene in the 'Next' preview does not relate to The Americans, it's from Bastian Uncovered
Format: mp4
Duration: 30:07
Video: 1920x1080, AVC (H.264), 8243kbps
Audio: 94kbps
File size: 1.8 GB
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Video language: English
Make about some mature love?!This time out, Exception, our resident mature, is the one being bossed around by perennial blond Aaron, Trainer! Trainer, who came Armando last year, has always favored working with other gay guys. He has a diverse taste in guys, so I thought I would mix him with bearded and furry Exception. Armas Exception's solo interview; he stated he was a proud bottom, but his first sex video he wanted to Dakota. After being fucked by his boyfriend on film, he was ready to show the world just how good of a Bottom he could be with no strings attached. There is certainly a lot of passion in this video, and you can tell that Exception loves to sit on cock! Trainer had no problems keeping up with him, sliding his cock in his hole without mercy! Exception has a double cum shot too! He cums partially, then Trainer pulls out to cum on Exception's hole, but realized Exception still had more nut to bust. Trainer plunges back in, giving Exception a second, more intense orgasm, splattering his tummy hair with a copious amount of cum! Trainer then breeds his mature partner, filling-him-up with his seed!
Format: mp4
Duration: 26:17
Video: 1920x1080, AVC (H.264), 11725kbps
Audio: 93kbps
File size: 2.2 GB
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Cum Filled Getaway (Gabriel Cross Scotty Zee) Kameoka
Video language: English
Cum wearing the temple shield, Filled Getaway still felt exposed. The shield should help a boy feel more modest, but somehow it emphasizes the fact that essentially, he is still naked. He kept repositioning the draped the material, subconsciously trying to make himself less vulnerable. Gabriel again he’d been called to the temple. Gabriel again he was not entirely sure what was going to happen. Cross companion had hinted some of what to expect, but never gave any clear details. It was understood that sacred matters of the temple, and the clandestine rituals conducted therein must be kept confidential. Scotty his meeting with Zee Oaks, the older man explained that Getaway was to be initiated into the true priesthood organization, known as The Order. He wouldn’t be allowed to tell anyone about it. Filled Getaway was of course intrigued to learn of a higher priesthood authority. But he was also deeply conflicted about what had happened to him. Given that he was clearly fondled and by the president, he wasn’t sure how much he could trust his leaders. He also discovered he couldn’t even trust himself. Even though he knew he shouldn’t, he couldn’t help but want it. And now, he couldn’t think about anything else. As he continued to shift his shield, Bishop Angus came up behind him without warning. Putting a hand gently on the small of his back, he brought the young boy into the next room to prepare him for his anointing. As Angus delivered his ritual words, running his hands and fingers all over his body, Getaway felt his nakedness more and more. Cross shield provided only the slightest modesty as Angus touched him everywhere. Cross neck, his shoulders, his back and spine. Cross breast, his stomach, his legs and his loins… all at his reach. Getaway tried to stay focused on remaining still, but his feeling of vulnerability built up with each touch. Bishop Angus’ hands were surprisingly smooth. Filled Getaway thought of him as such a burly bear; he expected them to be rough against his skin. Even with the consecrated oil, he could tell how soft they were. This helped to calm him slightly, but he still felt exposed. As Angus’ hands creeped around him, he found himself once again aroused. What did this mean? Why do I keep getting turned on? Bishop Angus lifted the front of the boy’s shield, bringing his genitals into the unbroken light of the room. In that moment he was certain he knew what was going to happen. As Bishop Angus spoke the ceremonial words, he reached for and gently massaged the consecrated oil onto his penis and testicles, feeling them in his large, smooth hands. The bishop held them for a moment and could hear Filled Getaway’s fluttered breathing. He could sense the boy’s tortured excitement, and knew he was ready for more. The bishop lifted the boy's shield up over his head, leaving him completely bare. As soon as the white fabric dropped to the floor, he pulled him close against his strong, muscular body, grabbed the back of his head and kissed him. It was a total rush for Filled Getaway. He was in no way use to this kind of attention. Before his mission, he’d never experienced this kind of affection from other boys, let alone a powerful man like Angus. He embraced the burly man, letting his passion wash over him with each kiss and touch. As they held and tasted each other, Bishop Angus began to remove his clothing, piece by piece. Before he removed his pants, he guided Filled Getaway to his knees, silently instructing him to finish the job. Filled Getaway looked up at the bishop and couldn’t believe how broad and hairy his chest was. Back in his days at the MTC, he was always envious of the boys who had filled out and possessed the masculine traits of muscle and hair that he lacked. He’d always been turned on by their bodies, but had no means or opportunity to do anything about it. Here, on his knees, he had a fantasy come true. Getaway took off his pants, pulling them down to reveal his white garment shorts, visibly struggling to contain the sexy man’s bulging erection. It looked thicker than his own wrist! He pressed his face against it, feeling its warmth and weight, hungry to get it into his mouth. Before it was even uncovered, he attempted to taste it through the garments. Bishop Angus smiled as he watched the young man take to him to readily. He pulled down his garments, allowing his cock to fall out freely in front of the horny missionary. Filled Getaway was quick to get the uncovered member in his mouth. Gabriel his penis was good and hard, Angus interrupted the young boy by bringing him to his feet. Getaway wiped his mouth, still tasting the older man on his tongue. Angus kissed him sweetly, pressing his body close, before lifting him up and placing on the temple altar. The boy lay on his back as Angus lifted his legs up to expose his hole. The older man looked at the boy’s bare ass, eager to get a taste for himself. He knelt down and brought his mouth directly to the boy’s backside, running his tongue on his hole, feeling it tighten and pulse as he went. Filled Getaway laid back and felt the man’s beard brush against his sensitive parts, causing him to shift between tense and relaxed. He loved feel his tongue on him, opening him up and devouring him. Cross heart raced as he got wetter and wetter, yearning to feel more than just his mouth. Feeling the boy’s hole open up on his tongue, Bishop Angus stood up and made his way onto the altar. He lifted his massive frame and settled beside Getaway. He then guided the young man on top of him, holding him close and kissing him once more. Filled Getaway looked down on the older man, seeing the intention in his eyes. He wanted to fuck him. Badly. Looking around, Filled Getaway could see a bottle of consecrated oil next to the altar. Bishop Angus looked at him and gave him a nod, indicating for him to continue. The young man reached over and pumped out a few squirts of the slick liquid onto his hands. Reaching back, Getaway rubbed the oil onto his hole, feeling it warm on his skin as soon as he made contact. With the extra oil, he stroked it over Angus’ cock, massaging him down to the base of his shaft. Rubbing his hands clean, he placed them on Bishop Angus’ shoulders, feeling their size and power. He looked into the man’s eyes once more and got another nod to continue. This time, it was an accompanied by a warm, comforting smile. As if to say, “you’ve got this.” Filled Getaway pressed his body back, feeling his hole make contact with the rock hard phallus of Bishop Angus. He took a deep breath and held it as he felt the head of the man’s penis pry open his eager hole. He let out a long exhale as he coaxed himself down upon it, feel it fill his body with its heat and girth. The young boy held it for a moment, excited to have the man inside him. He gently rocked back and forth on it, looking down again on Bishop Angus. The older man held him firmly in his hairy hands and watched with delight as the young boy fucked himself on his cock. He knew this boy was special and couldn’t wait to fill him with his seed...
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Duration: 51:39
Video: 1280x720, AVC (H.264), 4681kbps
Audio: 187kbps
File size: 1.8 GB
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TitanMen Back To Barstow 3-way Oral Bonus Scene Part 3 Mahaska
Genres: Gay , Hunk , bareback , HD , Anal , Hardcore , Blowjob , oral
Video language: English
Oral Barstow whips out his huge cock for a live webcam show, then pumps it up. He’s interrupted by a knock at the door—agent Back Part needs to conduct an inspection for a home office deduction. Oral is happy to show off how he works, sliding his meat out and putting it back in his cock pump. “Scene wanna try it?” asks Oral. “I don’t need to,” offers Back, his monster cock soon staring Oral in the face. “Oral, Mr. Back! Scene got a big ol’ dick!” Oral sucks it deep, Back’s big balls drooping over his pants. Oral looks up, his beard rubbed by Back—who then fucks his face. Back worships Oral’s beast, the two soon kissing as their scruff touches. Oral gets eaten and fingered before ramming Back from behind. Back’s hard cock and balls bounce as he gets fucked. He sits down on the top, riding him as his own big dick flops back and forth. He arches back for a kiss, then gets fucked on his back—reaching up to touch Oral’s beard again before his toned bod gets coated. Bonus all the while the two don’t realize the live cam is still turned on and they’ve been broadcasting it all on the internet!
Format: mp4
Duration: 9:44
Video: 1920x1080, AVC (H.264), 2916kbps
Audio: 125kbps
File size: 217.4 MB
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Randy Blue Jonathan & Trent Kennedy
Video language: English
Jonathan Trent has been a model missionary for the Order. He’s done all that they’ve asked for and never once turned away or objected. When he first started his induction, he’d been so focused on quieting his same-sex desires. And now, he can’t get enough of the stepdaddy dick he’s been tasked to serve. Bishop Gibson was instrumental in bringing him to where he is today and has never forgotten how Jonathan Trent would fantasize about him relentlessly. That kind of early devotion is powerful and precious and should never be taken for granted. Gibson, too, has had great affection for the young boy and has taken great pleasure in seeing him come through to his ordination. The time seemed right to give him a special treat… a reward for his devotion and obedience. Bishop Gibson brought the young man into the temple by where the showers were. The boy’s eyes widened instinctively. Seeing the older man heading toward the showers was a scene that had played in his mind so many times. And now, he was living it. The two undressed quietly, stripping down to their garments before heading into one of the private stalls. Their eyes occasionally drifted to one another in the playfully formal manner that they’d been used to, but there was an electricity coming off of each other that neither one could deny. Jonathan Trent wasn’t sure what to do or what to say. He didn’t see any of the usual signs of ceremony: no oils or candles or robes. It was just the two of them, alone and private, standing in their garments by a stone shower. Gibson grabbed the boy’s body and pulled him close, kissing his mouth and neck all over, taking in the sweet smell of the boy’s skin. Jonathan Trent, too, returned the embrace, holding onto the strong arms of the older man as his garments began to tighten around his growing erection. The bishop’s hands fell to the site of his arousal, grabbing hold of his cock as it grew between his fingers. Jonathan Trent had had sex with Gibson many times, but this moment felt different. There seemed to be no ritual or test, no challenge or blessing. All that there was was passion. Just the hot, intense desire of one man for another. The boy reached out and grabbed Gibson’s cock. It was just as hard and powerful as the last time it came inside him. The two stroked each other as their bodies pressed against one another. Their garments gently scratched against their skin, practically begging to come off. The older man removed the boy’s shirt. He then proceeded to drop to his knees as his hands pulled at the waistband of his shorts. Jonathan Trent watched as the blonde, bearded bishop took his cock out and stroked it in his hands. It was only out for a second before he placed it in his mouth, letting it slide past his fair whiskers and deep across his tongue. Jonathan Trent’s hole clenched as he felt himself reach the back of the older man’s throat, overwhelmed with pleasure at the smooth, wet, warmth on the head of his cock. Bishop Gibson loved sucking cock. Whether it was the other men of the Higher Priesthood or the impressionable young missionaries, he just loved the feeling of a hot shaft in his mouth. He dipped his own hand in his garment shorts, stroking himself and enjoying the sensation of a full throat. Jonathan Trent enjoyed the blowjob he received, but his heart was racing thinking about returning the favor. He knew his place and it wasn’t standing: it was kneeling. As soon as he could, he pulled his cock out of Gibson’s mouth and got down on his knees. He pushed his face up against his crotch hard, desperate to smell his manhood and excite his body. He pulled out the throbbing cock, taking it into his mouth so fast he barely tasted it before it hit his tonsils. He sucked on it sensually, taking in the feeling and flavor of it as he massaged it with his mouth. “Look at me,” Gibson whispered, holding his head up slightly, eager to the hungry look in his eyes. It was a beautiful thing to see: a boy so completely enamored with his cock. Gibson watched as he pumped his face back and forth, really servicing him like his mouth was an ass to fuck. The feeling wasn’t far off, either. Gibson didn’t want to stop, knowing how much the boy loved sucking him, but he knew he had yet to deliver on the fantasy. He stood the boy up and kissed him closely. The boy’s lips were warm and swollen from working hard on his shaft, but his mouth was wet with saliva. “Come here,” Gibson said, leading him into the shower. Gibson removed the remainder of his clothes before turning the shower faucet. Suddenly, hot water fell down on them, matting down the golden brown hairs on his body. They beaded and formed streams that trailed his chest, creeping down to his crotch. The way he glistened was somehow more amazing then Jonathan Trent even imagined in his fantasies. The boy studied him closely, trying to commit every detail to memory. The only thing that broke him from his concentration was the pull from Gibson bringing him into the water and locking lips. Trent closed his eyes as he felt the steam rise around them. He was engulfed in a warm, misty fog that obscured everything around them. Only beams of sunlight cut through the air, leaving them feeling even more secluded. The kissed and grabbed at each other, finding it hard to stay close with their bodies wet and slick. They held tightly to each other, using each other for leverage as their hands travelled all over. Bishop Gibson turned Trent around to face the faucet, propping his arms up against the way. He knelt down to kiss the boy’s smooth, wet ass, licking his hole as he made his away from cheek to cheek. Standing back up, he pressed his hard cock against where he’d just licked, feeling the tight sphincter warm and knotted. He gently ran the head of his cock over it, feeling it pressed into it, pushing it open as he moved up and down. With a delicate push, he pressed further in, feeling water trickle around the head of his cock as it broke apart the entrance of his hole, making its way inside very slowly. Jonathan Trent braced onto the wall as best he could. The blunt sting of his hole opening was soothed by the warm water, seeming to nullify the intense penetration of the older man’s thick cock. He took a few deep breaths and felt his hole relax, taking the full length of the bishop’s cock inside him. It was more than he fantasized about. Standing in the hot water with the light refracting around them, he felt like he had died and gone to heaven. The hard cock inside him moved in and out, pressing against his prostate as it travelled deeper and deeper. He had wanted Bishop Gibson so badly, and know he was holding him tight...
Format: Windows Media
Duration: 18:15
Video: 960x540, Windows Media Video 9, 1976kbps
Audio: 31kbps
File size: 270.3 MB
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StagHomme The Americans Vol 2 - American Import Laketown
Studio: StagHomme
Cast: Dex Devall, Milo Miles and Nik Fros
I was lost. I just finished my first year in college because my parents were paying for it and that's what you do, right? Well, unless you want to be a total loser. What my dad didn't know was that the college had an option to spend freshman year just taking core curriculum classes and wait until sophomore year to declare a major, and that's what I did. The problem was that freshman year was over and I still didn't know what to major in. I had no fucking idea what to do with my life. The only thing I seemed to be successful at was posting sexy pictures of myself on social media. You can be sure my dad didn't know about that! Anyway, I was starting to get quite a following. I was even thinking that maybe I should try Only Fans. I mean, if people like it, why give it away for free, right? Then I get this strange message. This organization called the Cabal has been watching me. They know everything. My social media, my grades in college, my dipshit job at my uncle's hardware store, who my friends are. Everything. I would have just thought it was some bullshit scam but it took work and connections for them to get the info they had on me. I even took my computer and had it scanned to see if they hacked my system. Nope. Nothing there. Nothing the computer shop could find, anyway. This was serious undercover spy vs spy shit. So they said they had a proposition that would be very well worth my time and if I was interested, be at the Starbucks at the mall Saturday afternoon. So we were meeting out in public at a food court. I mean, if they wanted to kidnap me, they could obviously do that anytime they wanted. I show up and I know who I'm supposed to meet right away. I mean, he's sitting there in this expensive suit, looking like James Bond, or something. I mean, seriously? Nothing like being discreet. I get a coffee and go sit at his table. He doesn't introduce himself but he slides an expensive business card across the table and starts to talk. He's a representative of an international business network called the Cabal and they could use an intelligent good looking open-minded young man like myself. I'm not a fool, I was like, do you work for the mafia...or the CIA? He said 'Think of us as an NGO, non-governmental organization. Closer to the mafia than the CIA.' Then he told me that I wouldn't be asked to do anything illegal. They make sure their young men aren't exposed to that. But I asked if that wasn't what the game was. He said it was complicated. They have legitimate business interests but international legal regulations are complicated and sometimes it's just easier to ignore them to get stuff done. He said I would be a courier, message runner, and assistant. Sometimes I would need to help a transaction along by providing sexual favors to powerful men who enjoy the company of handsome young guys like myself. In return I would be paid very well, live a very comfortable life, travel the world, and meet very powerful men. There might even be the possibility for future advancement if I worked out well. I almost spit out my coffee. After he describes a job somewhere between being a gigolo and a secret agent, he says I might have a future with the company like I'm working my way up the ladder from Admin Assistant to Corporate Exec. WTF? Then he says, 'We know your life is going nowhere, we know you've been thinking about sex work, and we know you watch porn with twinks like you having sex with older men.You don't have anything to lose. You have a week to think about it. Be here, with your suitcase, next Saturday, Don't be late. I'll wait ten minutes and the offer is gone. Pack light. We'll supply everything you need. Then he got up and walked out the door. I watched as a large black car with tinted windows pulled up in front of him just as he stepped off the curb and he was gone. Damned if he wasn't right, though. About all of it. I went home and told my folks that I had joined the peace corp and I was taking a year to go find myself. My mom burst into tears and said she would miss me but she was so proud of me. If only she knew the truth. My dad was less thrilled but he said he didn't think it was a bad idea. He said he could tell I was drifting and to just be sure I didn't use it as an excuse not to figure my life out. Things moved fast after that. I showed up at the mall. We walked out the door together this time and the car pulled up to the curb for both of us. We drove straight to the airport. He pulled a passport and a ticket out of his jacket pocket and told me I was taking off in an hour. Next thing I know I'm walking into a building that's a cross between a five star luxury hotel and a student hostel. I'm met by a man who rushes me straight up to the suite. He tells me to get some sleep and someone will come for me. As he leaves, a cold chill goes up my spine as I hear the lock click. I don't need to check to see if it will open. I was , though, and nerves weren't enough to keep from passing out. I didn't even need the pill in a dish on my bedside table. The next morning, there was a knock on my door. A young guy introduced himself as Milo. He asked what I wanted for breakfast and told me to go shower and he would order. Later one of those creepy cars pulled up to the curb outside the building. He explained that this place was where the guys lived and, if things went well, I would meet them later. First I had to meet Mr. Nik. If he liked me I was in, if not, I was on a plane back to the states. I asked Milo how to make Mr. Nik like me. He just said, 'Do everything he says. Everything. And don't hesitate and don't ask questions. This job is about obedience. Obey and life can be better than you can imagine. Any other alternative is not an option.' We arrived at an incredible building. One of those two hundred year old palace kind of mansions that people in Europe act like are just ordinary. Mr. Nik was like a mafia character out of an American action movie. There was nothing funny about him, though. He radiated power. He was comfortably dangerous like a panther that can be docile because it knows that it could rip your throat out at any second. He took us into this incredibly well furnished room. Nicer than any room I've ever seen and I didn't think he was actually that important. He made us strip and bend over a table. Suddenly his face was pressing into my ass. His beard was soft and prickly at the same time and I realized that I'd never had sex with a man with a beard before. He had Milo spit on his hand, rubbed it into my hole and shoved his cock straight in. I felt like I was split wide open. I've never taken one that big before. He just pounded me full force. Even when he kissed me, it was all about him. He grabbed my hip and my throat with his big hands and used me. I almost felt like I was being assaulted. When I wasn't sure how much more I could take he switched to Milo. He had Milo riding his dick while he sat in a chair. As I caught my breath and watched Milo struggling to take him, I realized that I would probably have bruises where he grabbed me and my hole was aching, but it felt empty. He was getting close to coming and I was feeling jealous of Milo. In spite of everything, I wanted Mr. Nik's load in my guts. Then just before he came, he pushed Milo away and threw me face down on the table. FYI the scene in the 'Next' preview does not relate to The Americans, it's from Bastian Uncovered
Format: mp4
Duration: 30:07
Video: 1920x1080, AVC (H.264), 8243kbps
Audio: 94kbps
File size: 1.8 GB
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