Mason Wyler tells Jesse Santana, covered only with a towel, about a little plan where he’s going to pair up their friends in several one-on-one lustful encounters. When Jesse realizes that he and Mason are the odd men out in this little game, he immediately gets busy with Mason. They make out feverishly before Jesse’s towel drops to floor and Mason can’t resist slurping up his huge stiff rod. Mason, in his pajama bottoms, gets on his knees and engulfs Jesse’s cock in his mouth and swallows it deep in his throat. Excited by the hot cock he’s working over, Mason’s huge uncut piece peaks out of his pajama bottoms. Jesse takes notice and flips the action, pulling Mason’s bottoms down and putting him in position to return the favor — going down on Mason and teasing his hot foreskin with spit and nibbles. Slathing up his fingers with spit, Jesse inserts them into Mason’s eager hole preparing it for a major fucking. Soon, Jesse is sitting down and Mason is riding his meat, bouncing up and down on Jesse’s pole. Mason lets out a moan with each drop onto Jesse. On all fours, Mason provides a willing target for Jesse’s smoking hot gun which he delivers with deep long strokes again producing moans of pleasure from Mason. Mason wants Jesse’s juice, so after the fucking grows to its highest level he opens wide for a mouthful which gets him so jacked that he releases a load on his chest.