Brandon Beal’s hot ass gets opened up by Spencer Todd’s tool! Once the "Red Rocket" gets his tool in that sweet man hole, the strokes are balls deep. Brandon holds on, taking the meat filling. At the end, Spencer’s load coats Brandon’s tasty butt cheeks. Brandon Beal and Spencer Todd have a history together. They become BSB models around the same time, and Brandon was one of Spencer’s first forays into the pleasures of male flesh. They are reunited today, and Brandon’s perky booty will be fucked by Spencer. Brandon isn’t feeling too happy about that. "Not too excited, but I need the money," he says to the cameraman."It’s about the money," Spencer responds. Brandon gives a "smile." LOL! The two lads strip. Once naked, Spencer sucks first. He licks up and down Brandon’s rod, trying to get it fat and plump. His tongue does the trick, and Brandon sits back and moans. Spencer works overtime in his blowing duties. Look how his throat muscles contract. The red head breathes loudly through his nose. When he comes up, Brandon gives him a kiss for his efforts. It’s Brandon’s turn to suck dick. He swallows all of the "Red Rocket." "Oh, yeah," Spencer moans. That tool stretches poor Brandon’s mouth to the limit. Imagine what it will do to his tight, pink, hole? Spit coats Spencer’s johnson. His red toes curl from all the oral attention. There’s a quick kiss before Brandon gets on his back. Spencer puts lube on his rocket, and Brandon sticks some in his boy hole. Spencer works his tool in and starts fucking. The strokes are long and deep. Brandon is being deep dicked like never before. He can’t decide if he hates or loves it. "Take it," Spencer commands. Spencer gets on his side, right behind Brandon. He refills that booty with his meat, balls to the wall with each stroke. Brandon takes each hit to his joy button, never asking the Red Rocket to slow down. "Pound my hole," Brandon whispers. Who doesn’t groove to a bossy bottom who gets off on being fucked real good? There’s another lip smack before Brandon gets on his stomach. Those pearly cheeks jiggle with each down stroke. "Oh, fuck me," Brandon whimpers. "Take it," Spencer responds. The Red Rocket is getting close, the pounding starting to echo in the studio. When he pulls out to jerk his meat, the first shot of jizz covers Brandon’s hole. The remaining covers those succulent cheeks. Brandon turns on his back and strokes an impressive load that covers his abs. "That was a pretty good fuck, guys," the cameraman says. Who is going to disagree?
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They kiss and tug their tools through the underwear. Kyle pulls Brandon’s shorts off, and gets on his knees. The sound of kissing is replaced with Kyle lapping Brandon’s bone. Kyle is on that meat like he must have it. "Oh, my God," Brandon whispers. He guides Kyle by putting a hand on the back of Kyle’s head. No need really. Kyle knows where his prize is. "Suck on my hard dick," Brandon orders. There’s a lot of meat, so Kyle doesn’t deep throat. But Brandon makes up for that by fucking Kyle’s pretty mouth. Watch how the spit, and pre-cum, dribbles out of Kyle’s mouth and lands on the floor. "Rub my balls," Brandon commands. He brings Kyle up for some kissing, which Kyle returns with passion. Then it’s Brandon’s turn to suck pole. "It feel’s so good," Kyle says. Brandon licks the head and gobbles up and down the shaft. He even deep throats, at Kyle’s suggestion. "Oh, fuck yeah. That’s good," Kyle moans. Kyle’s cock has never strained this much since he’s been with BSB. "There you go. You’ re hitting the spot," Kyle notes. Brandon’s perky ass will get plugged first. He grabs the chair, and Kyle saddles up behind him. Once he’s in, bare, the pounding is deep and long. Brandon might be groaning like he’s being split in half, but when he tells Kyle to "smack his ass" you know the stud is in bottom heaven. "Fuck that’s tight," Kyle groans. He gives those sweet cheeks another slap, making sure Brandon takes it all. "My turn now," Brandon says. Kyle gets on the bed, like a good doggie (smile). Brandon slathers lube on his sausage and enters in a slow motion. Poor Kyle. He can’t himself. Gives a satisfied bottom boy sigh. 