Curly-haired Stew hails from Boston. He is 23 years old and loves sex with the ladies. He was just 14 or 15 when he and his first girlfriend started experimenting. He got hooked! Stripping down to his snug boxer-briefs, he displays a hefty package. He sheds his shorts and damn, he is one hot naked man. He's got great pecs, his skin is smooth and flawless, and the man-scaping makes his dick look even bigger. He strokes his cock, pulls on his balls, clenches his ass cheeks and jerks off. He's all over the place - on the table, on the couch, sticking his fingers up his hairy asshole, working it harder, working himself into a frenzy. His gasps quicken and he cums, each shot of jism complimented with a satisfied sigh as it punctuates the air.

Cutie-pie Brice is back, sporting a new tattoo, a silver piercing in his eyebrow, and all awash with the excitement of ramming something up his ass. He readies himself by stroking himself until he's hard, and then opens the side table drawer to pull out a man-rammer and some lube. He finds that it's not that bad or uncomfortable yet quickly titillating as he slides the latex pole deep inside his hole while he continues to jack off. Brice makes quick work of it and shoots his load, pleased and smiling like the Cheshire Cat. And that new tattoo? Lyrics from the Dave Matthews Band: And if I die, before my time, Oh sweet sister of mine, do not regret me if I die. Hey, Brice, no regrets. You kill me, Babe.

Twenty-year-old Matt comes to us from Cleveland and enjoys hanging out with friends and partying hearty. He's not really into sports because he's not a team player. But he does like to play sports independently. And he likes to play with himself. There is a wholesome quality about Matt which soon becomes apparent and attractive. He has a slim and natural physique - no bells and whistles with this guy, but it's always the quiet ones that burn the longest and most brightly. Seated on a stool, he plays with his cock, stroking his meat with firm and repetitive motions. Then ready to shoot, he stands up - proud and virile - and blasts away.

Paul is definitely back. It was a lot of fun the last time he was here, and now he's looking forward to showing off some more. This time Paul plays with a pocket pussy. This is another first for this good-looking stud. He starts by teasing us with a slow strip. After he peels his briefs off, he sits back and spreads his legs high apart showing us his hole. He lubricates himself with his spit and strokes himself to hardness. He's a two-fisted stroker, putting on quite a show. He grabs the plastic pocket pussy and carefully slips in onto his shaft. It is snug, but Paul gets in. He starts to pump his hips back and forth, his cock sliding to and fro inside the latex sleeve, his dick head popping in and out at the end. He pulls out of the pussy hole and then starts to fuck the asshole, an even tighter fit. He works up quite a sweat, then finally cums. Exhausted and spent, he falls back on the bed, proud of his boy and the toy.

Anthony comes to **Falcon Str8Men8 from Florida, where he enjoys running swimming, going to the beach, and hanging out with friends ? pretty typical stuff. He's kinda shy, but when we coax him to talk about sex, he admits he likes it rough and that he can go on for a long time. Smiling shyly, he promises he's gonna go on for a long time for us, too.

Anthony is reminiscent of a 1950's-60's male physique model you'd see in a body building magazine with his short pomaded haircut, slim yet muscled pale body, and a tuft of dark hair encircling his bellybutton. He strips down and starts riding the back of the couch, sliding his naked crotch across the pillows, slapping his ass and jamming his fingers into his hole. He's got his game face on as he continues to jack off, using one fist, then two, stroking and pulling, yanking and squeezing until he finally shoots his juice up across his belly. A timeless performance even if he kept his watch on the entire time.

Joe is a good-looking man. He possesses a nice muscular build which he proudly shows off. He flexes his big guns, and then, eager to show us what he's got he undoes his belt, unbuttons his pants and shucks them off. He pulls his cock out of his white briefs and begins to stroke himself. His body is nicely proportioned, his crotch has been neatly man-scaped, and his puckered asshole is unbelievably fuckable. He likes performing and each movement is slow and measured. He rubs his chest and pinches his nipples as he continues to masturbate. Then he shouts to the Lord as he finally cums, annointing his torso with splashes of his manjuice.

Alec is originally from East Europe, now a resident of the US for three and a half years. This 23-year-old New Yorker has already done a couple of still photo shoots, but this is his first time performing in front of a camera. He exudes the kind of sexual confidence a lot of European men have; not like some of his American counterparts with all their silly hang-ups. Alec doesn't think much of the straight/gay/bisexual labels; has never had a girlfriend only because he doesn't like being attached to anyone. So here he is with his creamy white skin, longish hair, big balls and thick long cock. He has a classic, heroic and romantic air about him, reminiscent of Cellini's sculpture of Perseus slaying Medusa. And this beauty just slays us as he works himself over, exerting energy and ecstasy - his face getting as flushed as his cock; his muscles glistening with sweat; his porcelain skin just burning with passion until he finally shoots his wad.