Staxus says: Tristan Archer’s feeling horny. We know this because he’s laid out on a rug in front of an open fire, wearing nothing more than a pair of briefs and rubbing his crotch with an almost insanely enthusiasm. Truth, of course, is that the lad’s at an age where he feels like this most of the time; and the introduction of Chris Jansen into the equation does nothing to dampen his ardour.
Far from it, in fact; with the two fellows promptly making the most of the opportunity to smooch, before Archer makes a beeline for his new-found buddy’s groin and pulls the Dane’s swelling shaft into the open. At that point, of course, you just know that we’re at the point of no return.
There’s no way on this earth that Archer is going to let this handsome Scandinavian cock out of his sight; whilst the knowing look in Jansen’s sapphire eyes tells you that he’s not going to be happy until his pal has switched attention to his hungry little arse-hole.
But first there’s the not so insignificant question of fellatio to consider; with both lads taking it in turns to slurp on each other’s bulging dick-heads.
Ultimately, however, both these mates are in the mood for some ball-busting, ass-stretching action; and it should come as no surprise whatsoever when Tristan first fingers and rims Jansen’s slit, then buries his hatchet balls-deep into the inviting crack.
For all its predictability, we defy anyone not to be completely entranced by the unrestrained rutting that ensues – the fire and the rug merely adding to the sexual thrill.
No wonder it’s little time before Archer creams his mate’s hole, before Jansen erupts in return.
