Ten bad ass leather daddies pounding the meat out of a hunky marine straight man with three children, men on man action where the marine has a tight asshole that is getting rammed by ten of the fiercest scream I don't give a shit gay leather daddies to appear on dvd. One guy, Jess, is a gay bodybuilder who has just taken Viagra and whose cock is so rock hard it could cut a diamond. He's plunging his cock deep into the staight guy's ass hole while another leather daddy is shooting cum into the naked straight guys face who is such an amateur about it he gets splooged in the eyeball, making him flinch. But he's too macho to let on he's hurting. So the ten leather daddies turn up the heat.

So this guy is a former Marine seargent from Montana. A tall proud man who is divorced with three children. It's tough being a divorced straight man with children. It's tough luck. A bum's luck, really. So he drifts out South looking for a job. Ends up picking fruit in Texas with hundreds of Mexicans who don't reach his shoulder. In the field he stands out not just for being white, but for being so huge and meaty. His cock is thick as a beer can and as long as a Mexican fruit picker's arm. A big dumb hunk with a long fat cock. He even gave his cock a name, Eduardo. He was proud of Eduardo. He reckoned Eduardo could make most anyone scream... Until he met a gang of ten hardcore leather daddies in Los Angeles.

For every fifty baskets he picks, the mexicans pick fifty more. He's big and dumb with a huge cock but he's going nowhere fast. The hot sun causes him to take off his shirt, his hot marine body shines from the sweat sparkling in the sun. Some Mexicans laugh behind his back as his skin turns red as a lobster.

The supervisor overseeing the workers pulls him aside one day. The supervisor is a short thin fellow, a twink, only he's Salvadoran. He says, "Hey my friend, what are you doing here? You should be in Los Angeles."

Our man wipes the sweat from his face with the back of his hand and scrutinizes him.

"What's in Los Angeles?"

The supervisor, squints his beady eyes, those dark cunning stones, and says, "Haven't you heard? They make movies there."

The Salvadoran pulled a business card from his wallet and said, "Go West my friend. Tell them Eduardo sent you."

So our man walks off with a basket of strawberrys, and hitch hikes to Los Angeles where he eventually makes his way to the office of the ten hardcore leather daddies.

I would write it was a dark and eldritch night, just to be cheesy and lame-ironic... but Nick Cave already beat me to it. So I'm going to tell it the way it really was.

Our man gets into Los Angeles at night. Some bus station junkies guys try to mug him but he grabs one of them into a headlock and crushes his face with a blow to the face. Blood gushes from an obviously broken nose. Broken doesn't begin to describe it. Roadkill is closer.

The other mugger turns tail and runs. Our man from Montana chased bulls for sport and could take them down by the horns. This was all sport to him. So he bolts out after the fleeing mugger, a thin twink with a round bubble butt and thick dick sucking lips. Slipping your cock between lips like those is like plopping your ass in a first class airline seat.

But none of that occurred to our man because he was just a big dumb hunky marine with three children and no job. He was chasing a tall thin Puerto Rican who looked like a young Jeff Goldblum, as seen in the original Death Wish move. Maybe that's why our man chased him. Not the dick sucking lips, but the feeling that he was the star of his own movie. Los Angeles does that to people. Little did he know he would soon be the star attraction has he gets his ass reamed with zero regard by ten bad ass leather daddies in a reality-style GAY hardcore XXX fuck flick.

No ball gags. They wanted him to scream. But he buckled up and let them ride him to the muted grunts and occasional unggg...

So off he goes in pursuit of the twink with thick cock sucking lips but the twink is an all-city champion runner. He couldn't take it anymore. He was broke and hungry, and now he was beat tired from chasing some twink with dick sucking lips halfway across town past shuttered stores, across a children's playground, hopping over chain link fences, dodging pitbulls and lowrider gangbangers flashing hand signals at him as he ran past them, all of them the chain link fences pitbulls the lowrider gangbangers the hand signals all of them fading into a blur all colors meshing bouncing off his marine tempered body good to go but not good enough for the unstoppable power of a nineteen year old twink who could feed his body with air and GO!

The 19 year old twink with the luxurious cock sucking lips climbed a fire escape to the roof of an old apartment building and ran across rooftops sailing rooftop to rooftop as if he were no longer running but chasing his own will to see how long he could keep up but of course you and I know he won't always keep up but to a nineteen year old twink with cock sucking lips who can leap from building to building it's all so far away it might as well never exist.

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Tell them Eduardo sent you.