Gary guided his jet-black GMC Yukon into the rest area off of Interstate 10 to take a final break during his long cross-country trip. The handsome North Carolina resident was looking forward to a well-earned month long vacation along the beaches of Southern California. Now that he had reached his 30's, the beefy gay hunk had decided to reward himself for all those long hours in the office. His professional career had allowed him to be set financially, but it was high time that he used some of that money to vent his suppressed passions. Even though he was very straight acting, Gary's mind had long harbored lurid erotic fantasies about overpowering and fucking another willing (or unwilling) male. The horny beach-loving stud decided that he had always wanted to see the West coast as well, and he had heard the stories about all the randy young pretty boys in California. He enjoyed his macho-looking SUV so much that he decided to drive it to the coast, rather than flying. Fuck, he flew enough on business trips, and his truck would be the perfect tool to prowl the area looking for fresh meat.

Checking his maps, Gary determined that he was in Arizona somewhere, with only about an 8-hour final leg to his journey. Stepping out of his air-conditioned SUV to stretch his legs, he was surprised by the blast of hot desert heat washing over him. Removing his sweaty Panthers T-shirt, the slightly hairy-chested stud enjoyed the feeling of the bright sun hitting his muscular tanned torso. Walking into a roadside restroom, he released the buttons on the fly of his low-slung jeans and yanked out his thick cock. As he sighed and released a strong flow of liquid against the back wall of the open urinal trough, he noticed a young hunk about 18-years-old standing near him. The cute teen was wearing a ripped *NSync T-shirt and a pair of faded torn blue jeans. The adolescent buzz-cut blond kid was done draining his bladder, but he just stood there with his dick in his hand staring at Gary's naked chest and the exposed V-shape of his hairy groin. As Gary watched, the horny teenaged punk's rod began to grow into a hard erection.

Turning his body to taunt the kid, Gary let his big low-hanging balls fall free as he snarled, "You like what you see, punk? I bet that you'd love to wrap those sweet lips of yours around a grown man's tool. You little pansy, only a queer kid would go for those five pretty boy-band pussy sluts. Fucking cocksucker, get down on your knees and get to work." The shocked young teen tried to move away, but Gary grabbed his arm and easily forced him down onto his knees. Slapping the scared pop-rock fan's face hard with his hand, he rammed his dripping tool into the whimpering boy's open mouth. Gary held onto the smooth-muscled punk's ears as he fucked his cute victim's helpless pretty-boy face. He became totally aroused by the poor kid's pathetic moaning as his throat was choked with the hairy stud's massive cock shaft. Just as Gary's balls began to empty their pent-up load down the boy's hungry throat, the teenaged punk fired globs of his own sticky spunk all over the half-open crotch of his tattered denim jeans. Gary yanked his spurting cock from the whimpering cocksucker's mouth, and he released the remainder of his seed all over the humiliated kid's flushed face. With a menacing laugh, Gary stuffed himself back into his clothing, and he left his helpless young victim sobbing on the filthy bathroom floor.

Back on the road, Gary sang along with the song on the car radio, basking in the afterglow of his horny sexual release. He had to laugh to himself when he realized that it was *NSync's latest tune, "Bye, Bye, Bye." After fighting his way through heavy traffic toward the end of his long trip, he finally arrived in Malibu and stopped at the rental agent's office to pickup the keys to his rented beach house. Turning to hand Gary the keys to the house, the muscular agent gave him directions to the place, then smiled and added, "Oh, by the way. your hosts said to tell you to feel free to use the basement playroom. I've been a 'guest' down there once myself, if you get my drift, stud."

After jumping back into his SUV, Gary began driving down a curving road toward the beach, and he spotted a cute young guy with his thumb out hitchhiking. The kid was stripped to the waist, revealing a buff hairless torso with a set of ripped abs. His baggy jeans hung low on his trim hips and were showing a generous bulge. Gary could not resist the urge to pull over to the side of the road and give the muscular beach jock a ride. As he resumed driving, he talked with the good-looking college frat boy about possible local cruising hot spots. Of course, the naive kid thought that Gary was looking for women, assuming incorrectly that the butch acting stud was straight. The handsome tanned surfer-type dude, who looked to be in his early 20's, smiled knowingly and described a bunch of nearby points of interest.

Since the hunk named Eric said that he was meeting a bunch of buddies to do some body surfing, Gary gave the kid a ride all of the way to the beach. Eric offered to help Gary carry some of his things into the house, and the by-now horny older stud invited the guy inside for a drink. The frat jock was busy admiring the well furnished rented home, when Gary suddenly started feeling-up the buff punk's firm rounded bubble-butt. Eric became very upset and tried to take a swing at Gary, but he did not realize how strong the built dude was. Within seconds, the bigger stud had the hot young surfer's body pinned beneath his own. Despite the boy's protests, Gary could feel a stiff rod growing between the panting punk's muscular legs. He stared right into the kid's deep-blue eyes and snarled, "Sure, dude. You're as straight as they come, aren't you? But that hard thing poking into your abdomen between us tells a different story. Come back again when you're ready to admit what you really want." Gary then grabbed the kid and threw him out the door.

After the beach boy left, Gary decided to check out the playroom. He gasped when he saw an array of bondage equipment outfitted with heavy leather restraints and padded surfaces. Against one wall was a large bed covered with waterproof vinyl sheeting, and four heavy posts stood at the corners connected by roughhewn timbers. The floor was completely covered with heavy stone tiles, and he noticed several well-placed drainage grates around the room. One of these was located beneath a wall-mounted showerhead in the corner of the basement. There was even a built-in video monitor and sound system along one of the walls. Gary looked-up toward the ceiling and he noticed a camera, mounted on a moveable mounting bracket.

With his raging cock sporting an obscene bulge down the leg of his jeans, Gary flicked on the video system and he saw that a tape was still inserted into the recorder. Hitting play, the horny houseguest saw a trim dark-haired guy in his early 30's, with leather restraints around his wrists and ankles. The poor guy was bound spread-eagled to the posts of the basement bed with lengths of rope. The helpless dude was naked, except for a chain harness that adorned his smooth, nearly hairless torso. From a dark thick patch of pubic hair sprouted a rock-hard 7-inch erection that was bound at the base by some long strips of rawhide. The strips ran down the inside of his long slightly furry legs and were attached to his toes. The moaning captive's shaved balls glistened with sweat, and drops of pre-cum dribbled from the tip of his engorged rod. If the bound dude moved his legs at all, the rawhide would pull on his tender cock and balls, arousing his erection even further.

"Now then Pete, you fucking whore. Explain to me why you've been fucking around with this muscular faggot of a real estate agent. Tell me, or I'll rip your fucking balls off," growled an angry voice from somewhere off-camera. The poor bound guy raised his head, and he gasped, "Oh shit, Nick baby. I'm so sorry. I'll never play around again without your permission. I admit it, I seduced Josh when he came over to discuss that guy Gary's visit to our house. Please don't hurt him." Gary was surprised to see the macho agent Josh being dragged into the frame of the camera with a black leather dog collar wrapped around his neck. A hairy beefy older stud grabbed onto the muscleman's short brown hair, and he brutally yanked the whimpering guy's head back. With the panting hunk's deep-brown eyes staring up at him, the bigger muscle-bound guy spit several times into the gym rat's butch face. Then the angry hunk started slapping the smooth tanned stud's well-defined pectorals with his hands.

Gary was shocked to see the muscle pup start to frantically jack on his cock, and he heard Josh scream, "Oh fuck, yea. Beat the crap out of me. Everyone thinks that I'm a tough straight gym jock, but I'm really just a horny muscle-loving queer. My darkest fantasy is to have a butch hunk force me to worship his body and make me grovel like the cocksucking faggot I am." Nick responded to Josh's pitiful admissions by forcing the buff stud to kiss his feet, while he spanked the tanned jock's creamy white butt cheeks. Just before the tape ended, Gary saw the humiliated queer fire a huge load of cum up onto his taut rippled abdomen. By this time, poor Gary was in a dazed sexual stupor, but he was totally exhausted from his long trip. Turning off the video gear, he headed back upstairs and he finished dragging his luggage in from the truck. Quickly stripping off all of his clothing, he crawled into the guest bed and was soon fast asleep.

The following morning, Gary woke up with the bright sun streaming into the room. The horny guy felt completely refreshed by his badly needed night of sleep, and he rubbed his eyes and stretched out his hairy muscular body. Standing up, the handsome hunk pushed open a sliding glass door, and he walked out onto a deck that ran the length of the back of the house. Gary gazed out across the beach below, and he inhaled the fresh smell of the salty ocean air. The tall stud was stark naked, and his usual morning wood was sticking straight out from his taut muscular groin. The nipples on his firm defined pectorals were standing erect from the cool morning breezes. He just stood there for several minutes, letting the warm morning rays of the sun wash over his torso. Even though the high railing along the deck hid his lower body from view, anyone walking along the beach would have gotten an erotic sight. Gary was savoring a perverted sense of freedom from exposing his natural nakedness to the world.

The well-hung beach-lover finally decided to go back inside to brew himself a pot of coffee. Deciding to stay nude, the horny hunk took his first steaming cup of Java back out onto the deck. Sitting in a comfortable lounge chair, the naked dude swallowed his first mouthful of caffeine. Gary's brain just never got started in the morning without a strong jolt of the stuff. Suddenly, he spotted a young looking guy jogging along the beach. As the man got closer to the house, Gary's horny rod began to harden once again. The cute hunk appeared to be about 20-something years old, and he had the golden-brown skin tone of a Latino. Gary's mouth drooled as his eyes scanned the smooth torso of the half-naked boy. The kid was wearing only a skintight skimpy Speedo swimsuit that showed an obvious bulge in the front. But as the panting jogger passed by the house, Gary saw a pair of luscious round butt cheeks flexing as he ran. The damp nylon of the gorgeous guy's tight swimsuit was jammed up into the deep crack between his muscular gluts.

"Oh shit, I've just got to get a piece of that hot little hunk's sweet ass," thought Gary to himself as the young guy trotted away from the beach house. The now even hornier stud walked back inside to the kitchen for another cup of coffee, and his stiff member dripped several drops of pre-cum onto his beefy thigh. Looking down at his erect tool, Gary mumbled out loud to himself, "Easy, big boy. You'll get to feel the warmth of that cute punk's hot hole very soon." The hairy beefy dude moved back outside to the deck, and he leaned his sweaty groin against the railing as he sipped on his second cup. After about ten more minutes, he saw his fantasy boy returning in the opposite direction. As the beautiful example of young masculinity drew closer again, Gary could not resist waving a greeting to the lightly muscled, smooth chested little hunk. The hot athletic boy smiled and waved back at Gary, before continuing on his way home.

Over the course of the next few days, Gary determined that his cute young neighbor jogged the beach twice daily, once in the early morning and again just before sunset. The poor older dude was becoming obsessed with the gorgeous butch jogger, and he even threw on some running shorts and followed the kid home one evening. Gary learned that his prey lived in a small apartment about a half-mile down the beach. The following day, while the boy was away at work, Gary peeked through the glass patio door of the kid's room. Inside, he could see that the walls of the tiny studio apartment were covered with posters of nearly naked surfers and wrestlers. But on the far back wall, Gary's attention was drawn to several framed homoerotic drawings by Tom of Finland. The hot young jogger was a muscle-hungry faggot!

Gary's lust went into overdrive, and several days later, he was standing on the deck (stark naked as usual) when his target passed by on his evening run. When the butch hunk made his return trip, Gary waved at him and shouted, "Hey dude, you look kind of warm. Why don't you come up here and share a few cold drinks with me? I've been wanting to introduce myself and to compliment you on your running." The panting runner stopped short, and he smiled up at the muscular dude above him. Pausing for only a moment, the sweaty athletic kid headed toward the flight of stairs leading up to the deck. On his way up the stairs, the guy said, "Yea man, thanks. I could use a cold beer right about now. I've seen you watching me run. By the way, my name's Rudy. So what's your..." The gasping boy's mouth fell open when he reached the top of the stairs and he noticed Gary's stark-naked condition.

The hung butch stud smiled and flexed his taut abs, and he chuckled seeing Rudy's stunned hungry look. Sticking out his hand, the hairy hunk said, "Glad to meet you, Rudy. My name's Gary and I'm here on vacation from the East coast. Come on inside and we'll see if we can scare up a couple of brews." Rudy shook the man's hand, then he meekly followed his nude host inside the house. By the time that Gary leaned into the refrigerator and grabbed two bottles of beer, poor Rudy's skimpy Speedo was sporting the lewd outline of a rock-hard boner. The young guy's eyes were glued to the meaty phallus swinging between Gary's muscular thighs. The helpless beach punk was a closeted cock-hungry bottom boy who just could not get enough of other male's dripping dicks. As Gary turned and handed the dazed kid a beer, the beefy stud leaned back against the kitchen counter with his hips thrust out. He gulped a mouthful of the cold brew down his throat, and he watched the tip of Rudy's throbbing rod pushing out above the top of his Speedo.

"Yea, just like I thought. My cute little jogger likes the sight of a man's thick cock. I bet you'd love to wrap your hot lips around this big tool, wouldn't you punk?" snarled Gary as he stroked his hand up and down his rippled abdomen. Rudy let out an audible moan as he stood there drowning in waves of his own burning desire. Gary took both of their beers and placed them on the counter, then he pushed down on Rudy's shoulders and forced him onto his knees. With a sharp slap to the young Latino lad's flushed face, the horny hunk jammed the shaft of his meaty cock into Rudy's warm, wet mouth. The poor kid choked a bit as the growing rod stuffed his hungry throat and cut off his air. But the moaning cocksucker quickly regained his composure, and he nursed on the musky tool like a starving baby. Gary had never seen such a hungry little cock-slut, and he brutally fucked the cute hunk's pretty face. Gary was very close to shooting after a few minutes of this, but he wanted to save his first load for another of the butch queer's fuck holes.

Pushing a startled Rudy away from his crotch, he grabbed the young man's arm and dragged him down the stairs to the playroom. Stretching the confused kid's arms above his head, he tied the whimpering faggot's hands to a beam in the ceiling with some soft cotton rope. Standing back for a moment, Gary drooled over the view of the trapped stud's lean athletic body writhing, with every one of his tight muscles stretched taut. Rudy's skimpy swimsuit had slipped well down his groin, and almost all of his rigid 8-inch uncut tool was exposed. Gary growled with lust, and he pulled the damp Speedo down and off Rudy's athletic legs. After sniffing the salty swimsuit briefly, he raised his hand and stuffed the soggy suit into the bound boy's gasping mouth. Ripping off a strip of duct tape, he roughly gagged his helpless victim's moist red lips. Satisfied that he had his fantasy boy's hot young body secured for the moment, he pondered what other delicious torments he could inflict upon the gorgeous stud.

Poor Rudy was alarmed and struggled against his bondage, but his throbbing cock just got harder and harder. The oversexed queer had had many fantasies about being dominated by another stud, but he barely knew anything about this guy Gary. What if this dude was some sort of psychopath? He cursed himself for allowing his hormones to cloud his judgment, but it was a little late to worry about that. So far at least, Rudy was getting off on his forced service. His eyes widened when he saw Gary approaching his body with a handful of wooden clothespins. He whimpered as one of the pins was clamped over his right nipple. Having anything done to either of his sensitive nipples always drove him crazy, and he screamed helplessly into his gag. Rudy was beyond control as his other tit and the edges of his deeply indented navel had clips applied to them. By this time, his rock-hard cock was dribbling a steady flow of pre-cum that hung in strands from the tip of his rod.

Gary was panting with lust as he worked on the trim muscular body of the cute young Latino. He turned his sights to the helpless boy's firm round bubble-butt. He dropped onto his knees, and he pried apart the hot beach punk's sweaty gluts. The horny hunk almost shot his load when he saw the sweet rosebud of the boy's hairless anal opening. Groaning with wanton passion, the masculine butch stud buried his face into the gorgeous kid's deep butt crack. Gary flicked out his tongue, and he started rimming the squirming dude's clean but funky smelling ass. He could hear the poor bottom boy's groans turn to whimpers of pleasure as his vulnerable butt is eaten out by his dominant tormentor.

Rudy was a dazed basket case before long, his emotions overwhelmed by a mixture of pain and erotic pleasure. He found himself hoping that Gary was preparing his butt for his favorite perverted yearning. The young stud just loved having his ass plowed by a man's stiff throbbing rod. Being sodomized by a hard cock nailing his prostate always caused the horny beach punk to shoot buckets of cum. Oh Lord, how he loved to be fucked silly by another guy. The cock-hungry slut would even fuck himself with a dildo, or like on one occasion, with a thick wide cucumber. For the moment, however, he was enjoying the hot tongue ramming into his sweaty butt hole.

Suddenly, Gary was annoyed to hear the front doorbell sounding repeatedly. Poor Rudy slumped in his hanging bondage, as an angry Gary stomped up the stairs to the front door. Several minutes later, Rudy was surprised to see Gary dragging a young blond guy that Rudy knew from around the beach down into the basement. Rudy remembered that the kid's name was Eric, and he was shocked when Gary started slapping the guy's face really hard. As the dazed blond slumped down onto his knees, Gary literally ripped the clothing from his muscular body. Quickly grabbing some more rope, he bound the stripped surfer's elbows and hands behind his back. Rudy noticed that the hot naked blond dude's cock was fully erect, as Gary used even more rope to bind the helpless frat boy's legs into a strong hog-tie.

"Now, you fucking shit-head. Shut up and let me finish what I started. You just had to be a pushy little fairy. I'll punish your worthless beach-boy ass after I rape this handsome beauty's hot hungry hole," snarled Gary as he brutally kicked Eric in the ribs with his foot. The humiliated young surfer sobbed from the pain in his chest, and his long shaggy hair hung down over half his flushed face. Gary turned his attention back to Rudy, and he stood in front of the cute guy and stroked the side of his face.

"My sweet little puppy, where were we? Oh yea, I was just about ready to fuck the hell out of you. It's what you want, isn't it? Sure, I can see it in your eyes. You fucking faggot whore, prancing up and down the beach practically naked. Showing off your tight cock-hungry bubble-butt to the entire world. Get ready, you horny bitch," growled Gary as he pulled a latex condom over his thick 8-inch cut cock shaft and covered it with some wet lube. Rudy moaned as the dominating top man jammed his slick hand up into the crack of his ass to deposit the remaining lube. Moving behind the aroused kid's clenched butt, he grabbed onto Rudy's slim waist and rammed his throbbing boner about halfway up his tight anal opening. The captive pretty-boy's initial screams of pain turned to moans, as his butch butt relaxed and accepted the invading probe.

As he pounded his rod brutally into the hunk's firm muscular butt, Gary licked the helpless boy's ear and he whispered, "Fuck yea, sweet baby. You have such a hot tight hole. You wanted me to rape these tight round butt cheeks of yours. Oh, such a gorgeous ass." Rudy whimpered with frustration, because he wanted to scream out his agreement to every word that Gary said. The awesome bottom boy was getting exactly what he wanted, what he craved. Yea, a hard cock was plowing his hungry queer butt. As these thoughts ravaged his mind, his erect cock started firing bolts of spunk into the air. The hog-tied college punk writhing on the floor was surprised, as he felt a shower of sticky cum landing on his face and silky blond hair. Eric struggled to look up, and he moaned, "Oh yea, Rudy. You hot little beach stud. Shoot your load all over my butch face. I always thought that you were straight. Such a gorgeous fucking body you have."

Gary was now ready to pop his nuts, and he pulled out his cock from Rudy's ravaged hole, and he ripped off the rubber. Grabbing his throbbing tool with his fist, he covered the glorious round gluts before him with streaks of sticky wet male sperm. As the flow of his ejaculation ebbed, the horny top man rubbed the sensitive head of his prick over the cum-soaked buns of his captive lover-boy. The panting fuck partners took a moment to recover, then Gary moved around to the front of Rudy's sweat-soaked torso. Smiling nastily, he began removing the clothespins from the bound hunk's chest. As the blood rushed back into the tormented boy's tender nubs, the pain was almost unbearable. Gary leaned his head down and he sucked on Rudy's sore right nipple until he stopped screaming. Finally removing the tape and Speedo gagging the poor dude's mouth, Gary planted his lips over the gasping boy's mouth, and they kissed deeply.

"Oh shit, Gary. That was incredible. I never dreamed how erotic it could be to be taken by force. And you're right about me, I do love to get fucked. Damn, but your cock felt so good inside of me. Now what about this stupid fuck on the floor?" laughed Rudy as he looked down at Eric's bound body. Gary first released Rudy from the beam, then he turned and stared at the cum-drenched blond punk.

"Well, I know what this worthless 'straight' slut would really like. He's a submissive punk who needs to be taken by force. He wants to be totally degraded by having us fuck his pretty face and muscular body from both ends, while we verbally abuse him. He wants us to call him a faggot for liking the idea of being our pussy-boy sex toy. Right college boy? Beg Rudy to pound the hell out of your cute face," snarled Gary as he nudged Eric's butt with his foot. The helpless blond beach stud whimpered and tears streamed down his cheeks.

Eric looked up at the two men from the damp floor, and he moaned, "Oh God, I don't know. Up until this afternoon, I was positive that I was straight. But when this muscular guy started pawing at my body, I just freaked. Something snapped inside my head when he ground his body against mine. I'd never felt like that before. Shit, he's right Rudy, force your hot rod down my worthless beach-boy throat. Hell you studs, slap me around and beat the shit out of me. I'm a fucking cocky pretty-boy who deserves to be put in his place." Rudy sank down onto his knees next to the straight slut's prone body. Yanking a handful of the boy's shaggy blond hair, he pulled Eric's mouth toward his cum-slicked rod and he stuck the tip between the moaning dude's open lips. Gary could then see globs of saliva start dribbling out the sides of the frat jock's gurgling red lips. As Eric tried to swallow as much of the erect rod that he could, Gary started beating the bound surfer's firm toned bubble-butt. Rudy slapped the hell out of both sides of the cocksucking slut's smooth handsome face, and he viciously tugged on Eric's long hair to jerk his head up as he screamed, "You pussy queer."

Meanwhile, Gary reached down between the hog-tied boy's muscular legs and started finger fucking the beach jock's tight butt hole. The hungry bitch coughed and choked on Rudy's cock while wiggling his hot fuck hole back against Gary's invading hand. The two men continued to verbally abuse the helpless dude, calling him a total slut and a cocksucking closet-case faggot. Rudy's nuts suddenly snapped, and he began firing gallons of his Latino spunk into the blond Anglo's warm wet mouth. The ejaculating pole slipped from the punk's lips, and the rest of Rudy's load covered the gasping whore's face. When Eric's toned body began to shake, the two dominant rapists then stood back, and watched the degraded beach jock licking a puddle of errant cum from the filthy floor as he humped his pathetic hard cock against the rough tiles. With a loud grunt, the humiliated surfer fired a huge load of cum beneath his bound torso.

After they all rested for several minutes, Gary untied Eric and the three studs took a long hot shower in the corner of the basement. Once they were all clean, Gary told Eric to get dressed and to get his sorry ass out of the house. The humiliated collegiate surfer had a sad look on his face as he quickly dressed and left. Gary and Rudy retreated to the Oceanside deck and they sipped on some beers, enjoying the warm evening breezes on their naked bodies. After several quiet minutes, Gary looked over at Rudy, and the young dude was staring at his naked torso with a loving glow in his eyes. Standing up and reaching out with an extended hand, Gary led the cute gorgeous kidtoward the guest bedroom.

When the horny couple reached the soft bed, Gary turned and wrapped his strong arms around the young dude's chest. Their lips met in a deep-throated kiss, and Gary rammed his tongue inside the panting boy's hungry mouth. Rudy moaned and he broke the kiss, and he gasped, "Please, Gary. Fuck me again with that thick cock of yours. I need it bad." Gary pushed the cock-hungry kid down onto his back, and he lifted his legs up into the air. Rudy's own thick rod was already rock-hard and jabbing against his tight rippled abdomen. Gary pinned the hunk's wrists down above his head, and he humped the head of his dripping tool along the crack of the cute stud's firm bubble-butt.

Grabbing a bedside bottle of lube and another condom, Gary paused a moment to grease his throbbing erection. Finally prepared, the muscular-chested stud drove his rigid member suddenly and brutally into the whimpering cock-slut's tight male pussy hole. Rudy looked up with tears in his eyes, and he screamed, "Oh yea, fuck me stud. Plow my hungry butt with that big dick. Fucking rape me like a horny bitch in heat. Oh man, fuck me. Fuck me hard." Gary reached down and he viciously twisted the gasping queer's erect right nipple between his fingers. Poor Rudy bucked his torso like a wild horse as he allowed his tight body to be ravaged.

After over 15 minutes of passionate fucking, Gary's nuts were about ready to pop. Pulling out from the muscular young beach stud's sweet butt, Gary removed the condom and rested his pulsing rod on top of Rudy's sweaty round balls and let his spunk loose. Globs of creamy white cum landed all over the fucked little hunk's smooth chest, and some even hit the boy's flushed face. Pulling his body back a bit, Gary dove onto the whimpering dude's dripping hard erection with his mouth. The dominant top man turned into a moaning cocksucker, and Rudy drove his hips up into the aroused man's handsome butch face.

"Oh yea, you horny fucker. Suck my damn cock like the raving faggot you are. The big butch hunk is just another cock-hungry slut. Drink my tasty load of sperm, you macho little cocksucker. Oh shit, you have a hot mouth," snarled a suddenly aroused Rudy as he grabbed onto Gary's head and rammed the guy's face into his crotch. All too soon, the buff beach boy's nuts started sending bolts of his sperm down the shaft of his rod and into Gary's sucking throat. The poor muscle-bound dude choked a bit, but he managed to swallow every tasty drop of his horny partner's sweet seed. He stayed in that position for several minutes, with Rudy's throbbing rod still lodged inside his throat. The young stud's thick uncut cock then started to grow and harden once more.

The cock-hungry Latino lad was still horny, and Rudy grabbed onto Gary's bulging biceps and tossed him down onto the bed on his back. Mounting the startled top stud's muscular groin, the panting beach dude planted his smooth, hairless globes on top of the butch man's thick dick shaft. Reaching behind his bubble-butt, Rudy guided the thick phallus into his damp sweaty fuck-hole. The gasping young hunk's mouth fell open as he fucked himself on his groaning partner's rigid erection. Looking down into Gary's glazed eyes, Rudy went wild and started brutally pinching the muscular stud's erect eraser-sized nipples. Gary was overcome with lust and he started babbling, "Oh, sweet baby. So good. Fucking shit, rip my damn tits off. Oh, you hot little stud. I can't stand it. Aaaahhhh baby dude, I love you." As a massive eruption of sperm fired from Gary's rod into his young lover's hole, Rudy screamed and covered the whimpering top hunk's defined chest with huge sticky globs of his spunk.

The two exhausted cum-drenched men fell asleep with their sweaty bodies locked in a loving spoon position. The following morning, Rudy awoke to the feeling of Gary's hand brushing through his hair. He pushed his firm, smooth buns back against the bigger stud's hairy groin as they cuddled. Gary sighed, knowing that some tough decisions would have to be made by the end of his month-long vacation visit. Only time would tell the story.