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Chicken-plucker Brody Fox needed to get out of town for the weekend. Something motivated him to keep driving west, crossing vast distances until he arrived in the harsh, unrelenting landscape of the Mojave Desert. This yearning in his soul for something better than what he had passively grown to accept in his small Arkansas town has led him to a saloon on the outskirts of nowhere, and a curious bartender, Cliff Jensen, who seems a little too interested in discussing cocks. After only a few sips of his drink, Brody is suddenly tired. When he wakes up later he is bound by rope, gagged and blindfolded. He can?t see that he is in a shipping container, but he can feel the intense heat of the desert sun beating down on the thin metal roof. One small blessing is he has been stripped down to only his underwear. The last thing Brody remembers is the amused smirk on the bartender?s face. The door opens and someone is manhandling him. The voice boasts that he is going to have fun with Brody today. It?s the voice of the bartender, Cliff Jensen. Brody feels the sting of a crop on his exposed flesh. Cliff tugs, teases and slaps Brody?s penis. Why is this happening? Brody feels Cliff?s threateningly large cock pressed against his thigh. Now pressed against his lips. Brody accepts the hefty cock in his mouth, maybe this will stop the slapping and biting. Instead, Cliff spreads Brody?s ass cheeks and slides his cock into Brody?s asshole. Brody is alarmed by how deep it feels. Cliff rides Brody?s ass like they?re at the rodeo. At least Brody isn?t worrying about the heat anymore. Brody?s ass is left puckered and pulsating. Cliff works over Brody?s body with the flogger. Brody can?t help it when his own dick gets hard. The flogger on his pulsating cock is almost too much to bear. This time when Cliff face-fucks him, Brody eagerly accepts the massive cock. Brody is suspended by ropes, legs hung apart with his asshole at the perfect height to be fucked. After he is tormented with the zapper, Brody is relieved to be filled by Cliff?s cock. The ropes hold Brody?s thighs in place, nowhere to run, nowhere to hide as Cliff claims Brody?s loosened asshole. By the time his mouth fills with Cliff?s cum, Brody welcomes the creamy white nectar, knowing he is pleasing his master.

Sweet Dakota is bummed that his stepdad is leaving on a business trip and he just can?t hide it. To make sure the boy doesn?t feel alone while he?s gone, his old man gives him a gift? it?s a teddy bear with a pocket bussy built right in! The boy?s stepdad teaches him how to stick his cock inside the teddy bear?s secret compartment, and soon the little guy is stroking away. He gets so turned on that he chokes on his old man?s stiff boner while he fucks the toy. Then, he gets his inexperienced butthole turned out by his loving stepdad in an intense bareback dick down. That?s one way to say goodbye!

Elder Gardner was focused as he tied his tie. He tried calming himself in the mirror but couldn?t stop thinking about his journey down the priesthood stretcher. He understood that it had been a punishment for having shared the secrets of the Order, and he wanted to atone. Bishop Angus and President Ballard oversaw his atonement, but the punishment had been intensely erotic. Mentally he would have gone the distance, start to finish. But he became intensely aroused and this confused him. Physically things were happening that were out of his control and ultimately his body could only handle so much. Both men were patient with him and coached his progress, but ultimately saw his limits. Failing to complete the stretcher meant, of course, the men took turns fucking his weary hole. Afterwards, Elder Gardner wanted more than ever to earn their trust and love. The Brethren had strict rules, but were not known to harbor resentments or punishments for long?especially on those who are truly committed to the mission of the Order. Angus and Ballard had long forgiven him, even before his defeat on the stretcher. They knew how much he wanted their approval and it swelled their hearts to see it. But it also made other parts swell as well. And with this, they knew that the boy?s guilt would push him to go further. Bishop Angus took the lead and called Elder Gardner back to the temple. The boy?s hands were shaking even when arrived, long after his trial in the mirror. He didn?t just worry he?d be punished more, he felt deep down that he had to be. He held his head high as he entered, presenting himself according to the standards he?d been given, but deep down, he wanted to hang his head in shame. Bishop Angus could see the boy?s consternation and felt obliged to relieve him of his torment. This boy didn?t need to be played with. He needed to be loved. Cared for. Held. The handsome muscle bear walked right up to him and wrapped his arms around him, giving him the biggest, warmest hug he could. He could practically feel Gardner?s body unravel as he did, giving him permission to drop his tension. He looked at the boy?s worried eyes, smiled, and kissed him softly. Their lips met and their mouths reacquainted with one another. Within seconds, Gardner?s timidity faded away and his joy made him passionately kiss the older man back. He was so relieved and so desperate to show his love. Bishop Angus made quick work of undressing him, kissing him all while he unknotted Elder Gardner?s tie, unbuttoned his shirt, and removed his pants. Gardner?s erection was an impressive sight for the bishop. He?d seen it before, but every time it amazed and amused him. He felt a bit of pride in himself that he could inspire so many inches to stand at attention. He reached out and touched it over the textured surface of the boy?s exposed garments. In a sudden burst, Angus wrapped his arms around the boy?s waist, running his hands beneath the waistband of his garments, moving his fingers and palms over the soft curvature of his butt. It was so smooth and soft and seemed to fit the geometry of his hands perfectly. He moved them up and down slightly, feeling them mold to his pressure, stealing grazes of the boy?s hole with his finger tips. The older man stepped back and began to take of his own clothes, layer by layer unburdening himself of the vestiges of his formal attire. Once he was stripped down to his nakedness, Elder Gardner wrapped himself around his broad, muscular body as tightly as he could, as if getting closer to him would grant him absolution. Angus smiled and felt the boy?s monster cock hard against him. He reached down into the boy?s shorts and pulled it out. He held it firmly in his hand, stroking it up and down as he leaned in to kiss his good boy. It wasn?t long before Angus felt that his own needs demanded attention. He pulled off the boy?s garments, leaving him naked and horny before him. He guided him to a couch nearby and bent him over sofa?s length. Gardner?s hands reached forward as his back arched and his ass rose high in the air. Bishop Angus?s eyes went wide and he had to wipe his mouth slightly to catch the rush of saliva on his tongue. He pounced down on the boy?s ass, feasting on his hole like he was biting into a fresh piece of fruit. His strong paws first just cupped the boy?s cheeks as they had beneath his garments, but now fully open to him and pressed against his face, he was compelled to pull them apart, nearly tearing open the boy?s hole to get his tongue in him deeper. He could taste him at his most vulnerable and most giving and couldn?t get enough. As he continued to gorge himself on boy butt, his rimming was so strong that Elder Gardner was pressed down flat. His moans were only slightly muffled by the couch cushions, building louder and more intense as Angus masterfully licked him deep. Angus became more and more aroused by him as his tongue coerced out the sweet melody of his moans. He leaned up and brought Gardner?s mouth to his. The boy could taste the nectar of his hole on the man?s tongue. The cocktail of his saliva and boy juice was intoxicating and made him eager to be fucked. As if by instinct, the boy?s back arched so that his hole pressed against the tip of the man?s cock. Bishop Angus was on the same page. It was time. He?d been a good boy and done what was asked of him. It was time he be ordained into the order. Angus lifted the boy up by his waist, positioning him on all fours. He looked down at the glistening sight of his pink hole in front him, as if it were calling out to him for penetration. With a soft, gentle push, Bishop Angus? large, powerful frame moved slowly toward Elder Gardner. As soon as he made contact, he could hear a soft exhale from the eager missionary as his hole relaxed perfectly to take him. Without any struggle or resistance, Angus made his way inside him as smoothly as blade into a scabbard. He held himself there for a moment, balls deep in the young boy, feeling his ass pulsate around him, quivering and trembling with excitement and yearning. This was the moment Gardner would be forever a part of the Order. As with all ceremonies, the only thing left was to seal him with seed. Angus pumped his cock in faster and harder, feeling the walls of the boy?s body cling to his shaft, milking him of his load. He knew he was going to fill the boy up right and make him part of their spiritual family?

Most boys feel an intense feeling of honor and fulfillment once they?ve been initiated into the Order. The Brethren see it plainly in the face of each of their new inductees time and time again. Though for Elder Gardner, it appeared that his joy was a bit diminished. Bishop Angus was the first to see this following his ritual insemination of the eager missionary. Behind his eyes he could see his worry and concern. When asked about it, Gardner confessed that he was still upset about having not kept their sacred secret. Bishop Angus knew the matter was resolved and was concerned that it would take more unique measures to ease the worried boy?s mind. He called in President Ballard to help him calm the boy, knowing full well that the two had a special bond. The two men met with Elder Gardner in the temple and told him about the rare ceremony of the Second Anointing. Elder Gardner looked at them and insisted that he was not worthy of such an honor, but the priesthood leaders removed his clothes all the same. Standing before them in his undergarments, Gardner did as he was told despite his internal struggle. He did as the men told him and proceeded with the ritual. As he stood, Bishop Angus and President Ballard ran their hands over his body, massaging his arms and shoulders, moving up and down his torso closer and closer to his genitals. The men placed their hands in his shorts, caressing and fondling his penis, feeling its heat as it sprung to arousal. The advances and touches of the two men were enough to make Elder Gardner moan with pleasure. He couldn?t help himself. Each graze and gesture shot sensations through his body, penetrating through the walls of his shame. As he looked down, he could see his penis in their big, strong, stepdaddy hands, being worked from base to tip. President Ballard leaned in and kissed him, brushing his neatly trimmed beard slightly against his hot and moistened lips. Their pout drew him in as if they were soft pillows he could rest on. With one hand, he tease the boy?s nipple. Like a trigger, it sent shocks throughout his body, stiffening his member as Bishop Angus pulled gently on his shaft. It was hard to determine what to stay focused on, but Elder Gardner was certain about one thing: he was going to do anything and everything they asked of him. The two men broke from their teasing to remove Gardner?s clothing. With one on top and one on bottom, the young boy was completely naked before them in a matter of seconds. Standing there in the warm, white room, the boy was once again aware of his nakedness in stark contrast to the clothed men next to him. He didn?t feel uncomfortable as he had before. For once, it felt right?like it was something God and nature intended. President Ballard and Bishop Angus took his hands and guided him onto a large, cushioned altar behind him. He was placed on top, seated with his legs hanging over the edge. He was he was going to be asked to service them in some way and he was prepared to fulfill his obligation. But to his surprise, the two men took out bowls of warm water and each knelt in front of him. With a small washcloth ready, they each silently claimed a foot and began to wash his feet. What is this, he thought to himself. How is it that I?m the one being served? His question barely had time to echo in his mind as he felt a release move through him. As they washed him, his mind quieted and he felt himself being to relax in way he hadn?t for some time. Once he was cleaned, he was instructed to lie down on the altar, face down with his arms out. As he got himself into position, Elder Gardner watched as the two men removed their jackets and began to roll up their sleeves. He couldn?t explain it, but the sight made him excited all over. These sexy men were getting to work on something. Face down, it was hard for him to see much of anything else. But then, President Ballard stood in front of him, hands shiny with oil, and he began to massage his back and shoulders. Before the sensation fully penetrated his skin, he could feel similar hands on his legs, moving up and down from his feet to his buttocks. Bishop Angus was also massaging him. The boy closed his eyes, overwhelmed by how good it felt. Their strong hands worked into every muscle on the back of his body. Every knot and tense cluster was pressed and kneaded and relieved of all tension. President Ballard massaged his neck, making his body go heavy as he relaxed and let go to their movements. He couldn?t believe how good it felt to drop his thoughts and settle into the feeling of being cared for. Bishop Angus worked his legs carefully, slowly spreading them apart as he made his way up toward his crotch. As they spread, his thighs opened up his buttocks to reveal his perfect hole. His hands moved over it, massaging the muscles in his ass and between the cheeks. They moved up to his lower back, pushing in with needed pressure before moving back down to gently open him up. The two men could see how their efforts were working on Gardner, allowing him the opportunity to truly relaxed and feel appreciated. They wanted to reward him for his dutiful service and to remind him that he had a special place in the Order. Turning him over, President Ballard and Bishop Angus were delighted to see it wasn?t just working on the inside of his body. As he flipped onto his back, Elder Gardner?s big cock swung through the air, landing on his flat stomach with a thud. The two men oiled up their hands once more to work on his chest and loins. With one hand on his chest and the other cupping the base of chin, President Ballard leaned in to kiss Gardner. It was enough to top the boy?s cock off and give him a completely hard erection. Seeing this, the two men switched places and Bishop Angus moved to his front. The muscle bear watched as President Ballard stroked his cock with his oily hand, excited for what was to come. Bishop Angus leaned in and kissed the boy, tasting some of Ballard?s saliva still on his lips. He lingered on his tongue, taking him in just as much as he invaded his mouth. President Ballard took the boy?s cock into his mouth, feeling its slick surface move past his lips and glide on his tongue. Gardner?s moans were muffled by the other man?s kiss, but still strong enough to be heard by Ballard. Bishop Angus held the boy?s face in his hands, ran a finger over his lips and stood up. Looking at Ballard, he said simply, ?He?s all yours.? With that, Bishop Angus left the room where they?d been, leaving President Ballard alone with Elder Gardner. Ballard removed his suspenders, dropping them to the ground and his hands moved quickly to his pants and shirt. In Gardner?s dazed state, he hardly saw the full transformation. In an instance, he saw the older man standing beside the altar, his muscled body beaming with power and his massive, thick cock commanding authority. Ballard moved up onto the altar, kneeling behind Gardner and lifting his legs up high. The boy?s body was still heavy from the massage and immobilized from relaxation. He legs lifted limply onto the man?s shoulders, exposing his eager hole. With a light spread of oil on the tip of his cock, President Ballard pressed himself against the boy?s hole. He moved himself closer, a fraction of an inch at a time, before he felt the boy?s body yield to him. Elder Gardner let out a pained moan at first. His body was relaxed plenty, but President Ballard?s thickness was a challenged for even the most prepared bottom. He breathed deep and before he knew it, the fullness of the man?s member was completely encased by his sphincter. The young boy felt what he?d been waiting for: absolution. No more did he have to carry the burden of his guilt. He felt at peace and at home on the tip of the older man?s cock. And with that freedom, he moved himself on the man?s shaft, ready to feel something even better? his huge penis pour hot cum deep inside?

Gorgeous Elder Miller?s companion caught him breaking the rules. Now he?s facing a painful and humiliating punishment at the hands of the Patriarch. Every missionary follows a long list of rules contained in the Missionary Handbook. These rules govern every aspect of a missionary?s life when they wake and go to sleep, how they dress, with whom they can be alone, what kind of music they can listen to and what books they can read. When a missionary keeps the rules, he demonstrates his obedience. Missionaries are strictly forbidden from reading anything other than the scriptures and a few books about the Church written by General Authorities. But an investigator had asked a question about Joseph Smith?s First Vision that troubled Elder Miller. He decided to do a little secret research on the internet. What he found disturbed him: Joseph Smith had told the story at several points in his life, and the accounts differed in irreconcilable ways. Was Joseph Smith hiding something about his first vision of God, the foundation of the Restored Church? The Patriarch heard about what Elder Miller had been reading from Miller?s companion. Knowing how serious the situation was, the Patriarch told Elder Miller to come see him without delay. Sitting in front of the Patriarch, Elder Miller feels a mixture of shame and defiance. He feels guilty for his confusion and doubt about the truth of the restoration, but he also feels angry that the Church doesn?t tell its members the whole truth. But his defiance quickly melts in the face of the powerful, older man?s authority. And he is embarrassed to find himself feeling lust for the Patriarch he can?t help imagining the older man taking control of his body. What would the Patriarch think if he knew what Elder Miller is dreaming about! The Patriarch makes Elder Miller tell him what he read, and then impresses on the young man that only the men of The Order know the full truth of early Mormon history. Elder Miller is too ashamed to voice his doubts, but the Patriarch can sense them. So he asks Elder Miller how he can be sure that what he saw on the internet wasn?t just made up by a bitter apostate? Why would he trust some anonymous web site rather than men called of God and ordained with his priesthood authority? Realizing his error, Elder Miller begs the Patriarch to punish him fully for his transgression so that he can be forgiven by God and complete his mission with honor. The Patriarch loves this part of confession not only will he get to be an instrument of the Lord in the young man?s repentance, he will also get to enjoy the young man?s beautiful body. The Patriarch bends the missionary over his knee and spanks him. Elder Miller is surprised he hasn?t been spanked since he was a child, and it hurts. But the stinging pain is also pleasurable, and he feels his balls and dick start to tingle with the beginnings of an erection. He closes his eyes and tries to will it away he can?t let the Patriarch know that he is enjoying this! But it?s no good. As the Patriarch spanks him harder and harder, and his butt begins to feel numb from the beating, his dick hardens despite his resistance. The Patriarch puts him on all fours, like a dog, and finishes this stage of the corporal punishment. Elder Miller has completely submitted to his authority. All that matters to him is being a good boy for the Patriarch. So he doesn?t resist when the Patriarch orders him to stand up, and continues undressing him, even though he?s terrified that his boner is about to be revealed. Or is it possible that the Patriarch is just like his mission companions who first told him about the True Order? Could it be that the Patriarch is liking this as much as he is? Once his pants come off, his excitement is clearly evident underneath his garments. When the Patriarch grabs his dick, a thrill of pleasure shoots through his body from his head to his toes. The Patriarch strips him completely naked and begins to jack him off. It takes all of the elder?s will power not to burst, but he?s still afraid to cum in front of the Patriarch. But as the Patriarch works over his hard shaft, Elder Miller can tell that he won?t be able to resist for long. He lets out a little moan his whole body feels sensitized, and his dick throbs in the Patriarch?s firm hand. His balls pull in tight to his body and he can?t control himself any more. A hot white jet of cum shoots from his dick. He can tell from the Patriarch?s face that he has been a good boy. All is forgiven. Elder Miller thinks maybe he should make a regular habit of doing things that will get him sent to the Patriarch.

When a school night study session becomes an all-nighter, a young boy asks his handsome stepdad if his classmate can sleepover to keep on going. Even with the older man?s approval, the two boys would rather right into bed than into the books. The horned up guests asks his young host to join him under his covers, leading to hot, naked kissing. The lovers get lost in their late-night make-out when the muscle bear stepdaddy walks in and catches them in the act! The stepson?s friend is terrified he?ll tell his parents! Instead, the older man says he?ll keep his lips sealed as long as he can dip in on their fun!

Inked and hairy-chested daddy Nate Pierce, in leather harness and jock, beats the smoothly muscled back of Roman Wright with a flog before the two switch places, both of their tools thickening as Nate?s broad back reddens from the blows. Roman shoves Nate down on his knees and blasts a piss geyser into Nate?s hungry mouth and down the solid, furry mounds of his chest. Nate?s beard drips with piss as he swallows Roman?s hard dark meat before Roman returns the favor, dropping to his knees and nuzzling Nate?s multiply-pierced cock and smacking his silver-ringed ball sack, stimulating Nate into grunts of hard-cocked pleasure. Nate then devours Roman?s super-thick pole before assuming the position, bent over for Roman?s pleasure, showing off the line of silver rings from his cock to his perineum. Roman grabs onto Nate?s harness and plows hard, flipping Nate onto his back and slamming back into his hairy hole balls-deep, grinding and owning his ass before Nate turns the tables, throwing Roman down on his back, his boots in the air, and rims Roman?s tight hole. Then he pushes into Roman?s muscled ass as Roman strokes his achingly hard piece to eruption. Nate joins him moments later, streaking his furry pecs with this hot, thick load.

Elder Esplin had heard of the Second Anointing ritual before. It was frequently the subject of late night conversations among missionaries. It was said that those who receive it have their ?calling and election made sure.? It was a concept he still didn?t quite understand. Nevertheless, it was what the Brethren had planned for him, and he was very curious to learn more about it. When the time came, he was brought into the temple where he met with Bishop Angus. The bishop was dressed in a pristine, white temple suit. He stood beside an altar, draped in a white cloth. On the altar was a silver tray that held consecrated oils. Bishop Angus was a broad-chested bear of a man. He had a thick, salt and pepper beard and big, strong hands, covered with hair even on the knuckles. He looked beefier than some of the other priesthood leaders, and a stark contrast to Elder Esplin?s narrow and boyish frame. Elder Esplin was immediately intrigued and attracted by this burly man. Everything about him seemed incredibly powerful and masculine. Instantly he felt himself getting aroused by the thought of the bishop mounting him and fucking hard. He tried to suppress the growing erection he felt, but in his current attire, it was hard to conceal. He approached him wearing only a long, white shield over his garments. Bishop Angus eyed him closely, observing his uneasiness and apprehension. Bishop Angus knew that this boy was struggling with his faith in the church, but he wasn?t concerned. He had plenty of experience bringing skeptics into the fold. Once Elder Esplin was standing next to him, Bishop Angus leaned in close, his face inches away from the handsome, blond boy?s, and proceeded to remove his shield. Wasting no time, he lifted his shirt, revealing his boner which pointed straight up at him. Pleased with his immediate power over the boy?s desires, he leaned in and kissed him. Elder Esplin wasn?t surprised by this. In fact, it was beginning to become very clear to him that he was expected to give in to his lusts for the sexy, older men of the Order. He tasted the beefy man?s tongue in his mouth, kissing him back as his beard softly brushed against his smooth face. Bishop Angus pulled down Esplin?s underwear, letting his long, uncut cock stand at attention. He was eager to see how the boy?s cock tasted. Getting down, he took the head of his member in his mouth, gently sucking out drops of pre-cum that the boy was involuntarily spilling out. It excited him that he had full and immediate dominance of Elder Esplin, and he intended to take full advantage. Standing back up, Bishop Angus pressed his fully suited body against the naked Elder Eslpin, kissing him deeply and aggressively. He ran his hands over him all over, feeling his fingers over the boy?s chest and back, eventually moving down to grab at his soft, smooth ass. In a swift motion, he lifted the boy completely, as if he could fit him entirely in the palm of his hands. He brought Elder Esplin to the altar where he sat him on top. Pumping out some of the nearby oil, he spread it over the boy?s chest. Instructing him to kneel up, he broke from his carnality to fully consecrate the boy?s body. He ran his hands over him, back and front, getting every part of his ass, chest, and legs. Elder Esplin?s heart was racing as he was touched all over, feeling himself completely at the mercy of this handsome stepdaddy. Bishop Angus stopped his consecration to begin undressing. Elder Esplin watched in wrapped excitement to see this strong man disrobe. Bishop Angus leaned in to kiss him as he continued to unbutton his shirt, peeling down to his garments. It was then that Elder Eslpin could see just how large this man truly was. His chest was as hairy as it was wide; his arms were thick and muscular. He was the epitome of masculinity. Bishop Angus pulled Esplin toward him on the altar, bringing his legs down to wrap around him. He pumped out more oil as he massaged it into his shoulders and neck. He aggressively kissed him and manhandled him, feeling the boy?s hard-on press into him with each writhing motion. He looked down and could see the shiny tip of the Elder Esplin?s cock, still pushing out pre-cum. He took a finger to it, getting it on the tip so that he could bring it up to the boy?s mouth. He firmly placed his muscular finger into the young man?s mouth, giving him a taste of his own secretion. Before Esplin could swallow it off his tongue, Bishop Angus pulled his mouth to his, kissing him so they could share in the flavor. Bishop Angus removed his pants, revealing his thick, tree-trunk thighs and giant bulge. He leaned the boy back, lying him down on the altar so that he could climb up on top of him. He pressed his full weight onto him, making Elder Esplin feel truly submissive below him. Esplin couldn?t help but run his hands over his big, strong, manly ass, feeling the muscles that would surely be used to push hard into his hole. As they continued to kiss and rub against each other, Bishop Angus took off his garments completely, taking their cocks in his hand and stroking out more of the boy?s silky liquid. Once again, he took a small sample on his finger and fed it to the boy, kissing him immediately as it took hold on his tongue. The burly man pushed the boy?s legs up, exposing his hole to him. He rubbed his cock against him, sensing the boy?s want to be fucked. Fully turned on by his dominance and the boy?s desire, his cockhead was slick and wet from pre-cum dripping. It was so wet, in fact, that he managed to slip the head of his fat, thick into the boy with barely any resistance. In a smooth, single push, he felt his entire cock push past the hot entrance of the boy?s butt. His big, hairy legs pumped as he began to fill the boy?s hole. He moved back off the altar, bringing himself to a standing position as Elder Esplin?s body was brought to the edge. From this stance, he pushed deeper and deeper into the boy, feeling him melt and submit as he was tightly wrapped around his cock. He now had him exactly where he wanted him, and he was going to fuck him like he knew he needed?

Back to School, There?s nothing quite like summer. The sun?s out longer, guys show off more skin, and daddies? boys are free to hang out at home for weeks on end! Sadly, as August comes to a close, it?s time for good boys to get ready for classes. This sexy muscle bear checks in with his stepson to make sure he starts off the new year right. While going over ?back to school? clothes and supplies, the older stepdaddy can?t help but admire his growing boy?s body in his fresh new looks. His hands check for every snug part of his garments before finding a tightness in the young man?s crotch! The tension becomes more than each other can handle, leading the handsome stepdaddy to give his adorable bottom boy a sexy summer send-off with his raw cock up his tight virgin hole!

This video reminds me of so many idle afternoons I?ve spent just watching porn and dreaming of stepdaddy?s dick. Luckily for this kid, his stepdad isn?t too far away and is happy to see his horny boy touching himself. The beefy muscle stepdaddy steps in to give the nervous, young guy a hand, teaching him not to rush the moment and just enjoy riding that edge! What I would have given to have a handsome muscle bear there to help me get off! The young guy can?t believe how good it feels to have his stepdad stroking him and sucking him, making him see him in a whole new light! So much so that he happily offers up his hole to his old man to fuck and breed! Check out these hot guys fucking and bonding on a whole new level.

When Julian forgets the turkey, Seth is upset. Now what will he stuff? Luckily Julian is more than happy to get stuffed instead! Seth tenderizes Julian's ass with a spanking and a firm cropping before pulling out a huge toy for Julian's ass. Julian's hole eagerly gobbles up that dildo, eager for more. Next Seth slides his whole hand into Julian's hole. Getting stuffed and fucked by Seth's fist makes Julian feel so good. Seth switches between his fist and the toy and makes Julian blow his load before he cums all over Julian and fucks some of it back into Julian's hungry hole.

Muscle bear, John, is an absolute dream stepdaddy! I love talking with him about his dirty fantasies and all the pervy stuff he gets up to with his step sons. He loves these boys unconditionally and would do anything for them?including help them with their intense sexual urges. These young guys can?t get enough of watching porn and jerking off, and I can?t say I blame them! I can barely keep my hand off my dick now! But for John, he knows these boys need to learn the importance of intimacy and the bonding that comes from getting off with a partner, not just into a sock! And lucky for them, he?s ready and willing to step in! Catching his boy, Mark, jerking off again and again, he takes the opportunity to show him how it feels to be taken care of by someone else. This handsome stepdaddy takes his stepson?s big cock in his hand and gives him a lesson I would have begged for! And as he edges his boy over and over, Mark begs, too, for his stepdaddy to make him blow his load!

After seeing his step-dad?s dildo, this study son goes snooping in the old man?s room. Guess he didn?t get enough taboo fun! And who can blame him? He?s gotta be quick, though, his beefy dad will be home any minute?