Aitor Crash is a man on a mission. A mission to improve himself, as well as his body. Not that you can improve much on perfection. Between the muscles, tattoos, and smoldering sensuality, this brooding bearded Spanish hunk is sex personified. But in order to remain that way, Aitor has to work hard and one of the things he does to stay fit is run. Several miles. Each day. Even while on vacation. Sometimes running takes a lot out of him and he frequently has to stop for water in order to remain hydrated. Luckily, there are kind strangers along the way. One of those is Butch Grand, a hot, humpy, hairy hunk from the word go. When Aitor asks for water, Butch can’t possibly say no. The trouble is, Aitor senses the man’s desire and, instead of continuing his run, decides to play. He douses himself with water, allowing it to drip down his body. Before you know it, Aitor and Butch have locked lips. The two men kiss noisily, sloppily, with Aitor as the aggressor, spitting in Butch’s mouth, cock, and hole . After they’ve each had a chance to suck each other’s fat pieces of meat, Aitor goes to town all over his benefactor’s hairy ass, spreading cheeks, and shoving his tongue in the greedy fuckhole. Butch goes crazy. Then again, we’re pretty sure if you had Aitor priming you with that devil tongue, you’d be going crazy, too. Between tongue, spit, and fingers, Aitor gets Butch open and ready for his cock. But after pounding Butch full of meat and skewering him like an angry bull, Butch then turns around and rims Aitor. No dick for Aitor, however. This man is all about the sensations of fingers penetrating puckered rosebuds and probing. One by one. Until Butch has his entire fist up Aitor’s ass and got himself a fistful of man!
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A Fistful Of Man
