Race Cooper is laced up in a brilliant red rope harness that leaves him positioned like a patient on an examining table with stirrups. The only thing harder than his dark chocolate abs is his dong, which is being pumped by hunky Leo Forte, his face split by a wide grin. Leo’s other hand is balled into a fist that’s pushing its way through the sphincter muscles around Race’s hole. Leo lubes both hands, slaps his palms together, and makes an eight-finger ass-ault. He succeeds in forcing Race’s tender hole to relax enough for a fist to penetrate him, freeing up one of Leo’s hands to wank his own hard weenie while maintaining a steady pumping rhythm. Leo’s grizzled chin nuzzles Race’s thigh, causing Race to moan and thrash on the butcher-block table top where he is splayed out, allowing Leo to tenderize his butt meat. They take turns slapping and stroking Race to a noisy and soaked orgasm while Leo continues to pound his own ramrod to eruption without letting up on the relentless punching into Race’s gut.