Chris Bines and Brandon Jones’ matching briefs are stretched to transparency by ball, buns and bursting cocks. They kiss and grope, further stretching and torturing the fabric of those undies until they finally come off. With no further flesh barriers, Chris leans down to inhale Brandon’s cock, sucking until the juices run down the shafts and over Brandon’s nuts. Chris’ back is angled so that his slightly furry buns wave an inviting notice. Brandon notices. He grabs Chris’ hairy pecs in both hands, wraps his tongue around Chris’ cock like a flagpole in the wind, then spins Chris around and drives his tongue into those buns. An invitation to ‘fuck me good’ results in Brandon’s cock plowing the depths of Chris’ hole. Brandon’s ass has needs, too, so they flip and fuck again. When Brandon shoots thick gobs of cum across his flat stomach, Chris scoops it up, uses it to lube his cock, and jacks an even thicker load all over Brandon’s face.