A Jeep’s roll bar serves multiple purposes and none better than to bend a cute guy over and fuck him. Jackson Taylor is the cute guy and Jason Stark does the fucking. As the shirts come off and Jason stoops to lower Jackson’s shorts, Jackson hangs from the roll bar, showing very sexy pits; Jason shows plumber’s crack. Every syllable of Jackson’s body language says “do me,” from the way he arches his torso to the way he runs one hand across his neck. He smashes his face into Jason’s groin, groping for cock and balls with his hands and mouth, guiding hard meat into the hollows of his cheeks and the recesses of his throat. And then there’s the moment they climb into the Jeep, their feet on the seat, their bodies emerging through the open top, Jackson bent over with his hips lifted to meet Jason’s thrusts. Jason slams Jackson against the frame until there’s nowhere left for him to go, then they move to the ground and the pounding resumes, with Jackson riding Jason’s cock in the crab position, shaking his tight, tan-lined booty until they both erupt.