There may not have been aerials involved, but underwear night last night sure was crazy. Must have been the new moon coming on, with everyone doing everything under cover of darkness.
Or I just like trashy bars with trashy clientele…like me!
Not a whole lot about this setup screamed “orgy” at me, other than the title. Or it could be that I just wasn’t into the models.
I do have a hard spot for furry Corbin Riley, even though I’d prefer to see him getting fucked by a big muscle bear. Or Antonio Paul bottoming for a hairy Daddy could work in a pinch…
“Blue Bailey gets his choice of two tops for a scene and brings in hung stud Dolph Dietrich and daddy Luke Thomas. Dicks are slobbered on, asses are eaten and 5 loads are dropped. Oh yeah, these guys had fun.”
I’m warming up to the idea of a threeway again, but I think only if it’s two strangers… and totally NSA.
I don’t need any boyfriend-boyfriend drama in my life.
Except for Gay Days, all the guys I’ve been hooking up with this year are so clean cut. I kind of miss the heavily inked freaks of the world like Greve.
BTW, if I’m not mistaken, that tattoo on his ass is the bar code for a 2 lb. bag of light brown sugar.