Race Cooper, Brian Bonds
Two men in hooded sweatshirts pass each other in the dark of night. They turn and make eye contact. Hoods come off. Race Cooper, one of the men, grabs the other, Brian Bonds, by the throat and slams him into a wall. His intentions are carnal and that's just fine by Brian, who is eager to run his tongue down Race's torso and feel it shuddering along the hard ridges of his chocolate abs. Race yanks Brian's pants off and uses the drawstring from his hoodie to harness Brian's balls. Then he feeds Brian his cock. When Brian gags, Race spits in his mouth to lube it, then resumes the face-fucking. Finally Race turns his attention to Brian's ass, delivering a two-position pounding that makes Brian's cinctured balls swell with the need to release their jism. Race spits on Brian's cock, which is the signal for both of them to grab their cocks and spend their loads.