Jessie Colter is rock hard and ready to go. He slides his fucking machine dildo into his ass. Groaning, he turns up the speed and works his cock as the dildo slides in and out of his hole. It feels so good, Jessie’s cock is soon leaking sticky strands of pre-cum. He edges himself, coming right to the brink of cumming before stopping, until he can’t take it anymore and blows his load.
Ruckus wakes up alone in a cage. On the other side of the bars, a television faces him. His captor is somewhere else, communicating the conditions of his release through words on the television screen. Ruckus must follow directions to fuck a clear fleshlight, rigged in front of him. He must pound his ass with a fucking machine, and sit on a Sybian. His captor instructs Ruckus on how to please himself, edging his eager cock the whole time. Though Ruckus is brought to the edge repeatedly, he obeys and holds his load until his captor gives him permission.
You know what time it is: another hot and sweaty Top Cock wrestling match! Sebastian Keys strips off his referee jersey and steps in the ring to take on hot stud Mike Maverick. Mike is confident his black belt in karate will bring in the win, but Sebastian Keys calls Mike’s experience with three black belts of his own. The two go full-throttle at each other as soon as the first whistle blows, with no shortage of acrobatic suplexes and punishing brutal holds. Charged up from the beginning round, the wrestlers face off with throbbing hard erections and miss no opportunity to sexually humiliate their opponent. The winner lays the smackdown on the loser, pushing his face into his sweaty feet for a good taste of well earned victory. He takes the loser for a lap before tossing his sorry ass back into the center of the ring for a good hard facefucking. The loser has to hold a painful planking position as he gobbles down thick cock before having his ass penetrated. As commanded, the loser blows a hot load all over his stomach and takes a mouthful of hot winner cum.
Party boy Michael DelRay had another one of his infamous Vegas nights, resulting in him passing out on a metal platform in the middle of nowhere. Still dressed in his skinny jeans, navy-blue sweater and dress shoes, Michael barely stirs as the early morning hot desert sun beats down on him. Luckily, a hot handyman-in-a-van, Pierce Paris, happens to drive past and spies Michael splayed out along the side of the road. This Good Samaritan seems as though he has all the best intentions when he offers to help, but Michael soon realizes that the old saying ‘no one rides for free’ is definitely the case here.
Micah Martinez is completely naked in a cage with a raging hard on. Dale Savage has some kinky ideas about what he wants from his plaything so he starts with the zapper on Micah’s most sensitive parts. Dale overwhelms Micah with quick, hot bursts of electricity on his muscular chest, his balls, tongue and ass. Then out of the cage with wrists tied behind his back Dale attaches several tight clover clamps to Micah’s balls and then canes his thighs and ass causing him to yowl in pain with every strike of the rod. Mr. Savage then crams his cock in Micah’s mouth and deep throat fucks him until he is gagging and drooling all over his dick. With his wet slippery cock Dale savagely fucks Micah’s tight hole. He pounds that ass deep and hard and then blows his load on Micah’s face. Micah did such a good job pleasing Mr Savage now its his turn to get off.
