Colt Rivers brings skater-hunk Tom Faulk to the Sex Pad for a hot fuck. Tom has scruffy facial hair, a shaggy blond mane that cascades to his shoulders and pubes that match his flowing locks. Tom is completely content in letting Colt pig out on his juicy cock. Colt, who’s smooth and athletic, swallows the whole fat cylinder expertly. Coming up for air, he lies full-length on Tom, grinding hips to hips and lets Tom suck the cock juices off his tongue. Then, Colt flips Tom onto his belly and attacks his hole with the same oral intensity. The hairiness of Tom’s crack contrasts with his smooth chest and back. Colt may be in charge, but Tom’s the top, and Colt makes sure his hole gets the pounding he wants. They fuck in doggie variations until Colt collapses face-down on the bed. He saves enough energy to flip over for the home stretch, planting the soles of his feet on the sides of Tom’s waist and blasting a load across his abs. Tom says, ‘I feel your ass grip my cock” as he pulls out and shoots his creamy load all over Colt’s face, shoving his cock in Colt’s mouth for the final drops.