Anyone remember Blake's fourgy with Brandon, Sam, and Max? Silly question. Of course you horn
dogs do! Well, there was a sweet moment when Blake was transfixed by the size of Sam's schlong.
In today's update, Blake has some monster meat he doesn't have to share. He's paired with
Duncan "donkey dick" Tyler.
At the start of the video, Blake is all metaphorical/metaphysical.
"It's like taking a giant shot of tequila," Blake observes. "It's going to be painful, and I might throw
up, but it's going to be worth it. That's what I have to keep reminding myself."
He pauses and then asks the question all of Duncan's bed friends must have asked at least once.
"Why does it have to be so thick?"
Duncan only chuckles throughout this monologue. Both know how the remuneration for this day of
work will be spent.
"I'm buying a laptop. Mine is fucked up and broken," Blake says.
"I'm going to buy a bunch of weed," Duncan notes.
Ganja and computers. Welcome to the 21st century. LOL!
As both lads strip, it's discovered Duncan has not measured the size of his appendage. Which
makes sense. Dudes with impressive tools have no time for petty computations. :-)
"Have you ever had a screamer before," Blake asks.
First Duncan says no, but the cameraman corrects the record.
"Anthony was quite the screamer,"the cameraman notes.
As Blake keeps repeating laptop as his "final last words," Duncan gets some advice.
"Don't go easy on him," the cameraman whispers.
Blake warns about revenge fucks, but Duncan shows no concern. LOL! The two get on the bed and
Blake puts the soft meat in his mouth. Deep throating is easy at first, but the snake gets larger
with each lick. Soon Blake can barely get past the head. When he tries to take more, he easily
"Jesus," Blake whispers as he comes off the bloated pole.
He treats it like an ice cream cone, sucking and slurping.
"Damn, dude. It's fucking huge," Blake observes.
Duncan just grabs Blake's head and pushes him on the bone. During this entire suck fest, Blake's
toy gets stiffer. He pulls up and Duncan goes down. Always good to see a top suck some dick, no?
Duncan permits some face fucking and gags.
"Yeah, choke on it," Blake demands.
Duncan looks all cute and sweet snuggled up to Blake, going down on that boner. And he's doing
something right because Blake's toes curl.
It's "game time," as the cameraman calls it. Blake gets on his back and wonders about a raise.
Duncan slathers his dong with lube.
"Easy, please," Blake begs before Duncan enters.
When the head enters the hole, Blake's entire body convulses.
"Fuck, you're not even in yet," Blake groans.
Blake's cries fill the studio. He turns his body sideways to get used to the brutal invasion, but the
pain persists. Duncan chuckles at all of this crying and piles in, balls deep.
Blake is crying and moaning, really not in the mood to have people talk to him.
"How does it feel, Blake," the cameraman wonders.
"Don't talk to me, man. Fuck you," Blake replies.
Duncan repositions Blake and is about to reenter. The bottom is begging for mercy and puts his
hand on Duncan's thigh.
"Please be gentle," Blake begs.
Duncan wants to make that ass his and just fills it up. Blake even requires a break. He gets it, but
nothing is going to help today.
"Oh, fuck," he cries.
To change the pace, Duncan gets on back. Blake straddles him, but the pain/pleasure doesn't
change much. Duncan is not giving Blake any control and fucks that hole with abandon. Balls deep.
The prostate prodding pushes Blake to the brink, and he shoots a load. Duncan keeps fucking even
after Blake has shot a wad. Finally, Blake gets off the monster and sucks it. He works overtime to
get Duncan off. Even lets the stud fuck his mouth. After some intense stroking Duncan's jizz shoots
outs landing on his stomach.
"I hope to never see that cock again," Blake declares, after both models calm down from all that
screwing and cumming. "I'm not going to shit right for a week."
How about a revenge fuck, Blake?