Christening his new place is the perfect excuse for Ryan Rose to invite Brandon Jones over for a hot afternoon tryst. Once in the bedroom they can’t wait to start peeling off the clothes. Brandon is smooth and pale, with a body that promises lots of flexibility for fucking. They grind their faces and crotches together. Brandon is temporarily airborne when Ryan flings him onto the bed, then collapses on top of him, all hands. Their hard ons stretch their white briefs to the point of transparency. Brandon gives great head, flicking his tongue against Ryan’s balls with every gulp. Ryan’s fingers are busy between Brandon’s butt cheeks. They curl into a 69 position, from which they can take their choice of sucking cock or eating ass. Brandon’s hole is destined for penetration, and he takes it on his back, his torso crunched to accent his abs. Ryan is sweating profusely. His hard, smooth flesh gleams. They’re entwined like wrestlers, Ryan working his cock and Brandon working his ass from every angle. Brandon’s load explodes in white spatters across Ryan’s chest then Ryan explodes in a forked stream of jism that arcs past his head.