With their lips locked, the scruffy chin of JR Bronson grazes Marcus RuhlÂ’s face. After opening his own fly, JR is quick to his kneesÂ—one hand on MarcusÂ’ beefy pec, the other on his groin. JR releases the dark and handsome studÂ’s big, floppy cockÂ—immediately sucking the uncut slab. Marcus puts his hands on the back of JRÂ’s head, fucking his face. The breathless sucker comes up for air, a strand of spit connecting his mouth to the wet cock. Marcus sucks him back, JRÂ’s fuzzy pecs looking down on him. JR bends over the workbench to get his smooth hole munched, Marcus then fucking him from behindÂ—his balls banging the bottomÂ’s ass. JR arches back and looks at the top in action, then gets on his back for more (Â“Aww yeah! That feels good!Â”) as Marcus leans down for a kiss. They release their loads, coating JRÂ’s furry quad.