Tyler Sweet is tied to the corners of a bed by his wrists and ankles. He's naked, and hard. His muscles contract and relax as he tests the strength of his bonds. Doug Acre stands beside the bed, his pants riding low enough to show the top two inches of his crack. The shadows produced by the dungeon-like lighting make Doug's sculpted abs stand out. He bends over to tickle Tyler: armpits, rib cage, balls, the soles of his feet. Tyler squirms and writhes helplessly, but his restraints prevent him from repelling his tormenter. Doug climbs on the bed and straddles his victim as he increases the intensity of the tickle torture. Tyler screams and his body reddens as he pleads with Doug to stop. Doug ceases to tickle Tyler, untying the ropes in order to fuck him. Tyler's moans never stop as Doug poles him on his belly and on his back. Tyler blasts out a load that leaves streaks from navel to chin, then Doug ties him up again.
Doug Acre is in the process of tying Tyler Sweet's hands behind his back. Then he orders Tyler to kneel and suck him. Doug's hand on the back of Tyler's head provides the added thrust needed to get every one of Doug's 9+ inches down Tyler's throat. Tyler gasps and his saliva flies. Some of it runs down his pecs. Doug throws his head back in erotic satisfaction, running his hands over the hard planes of his lightly furred chest. He continues to feed cock to Tyler and to push Tyler's head onto his cock to ensure the deepest penetration possible. Tyler sucks like he's afraid to let go, begging Doug to 'give me your load.' He gets his wish in the form of a facial cum-basting that leaves him dripping with Doug's jism. Doug licks some of the spooge off of Tyler's face and they snowball it.