Dean Phoenix's reputation for molding minds is legendary, but Gabriel Cross soon finds out Dean's head game is not just scholastic in nature...
College cutie Wes Campbell is so dedicated he's studying on a Saturday at his deserted campus. Naughty boy Noah White is pecocking and doing EVERYTHING from parkour to flipping over railings to get the hottie's attention. It finally works and the tasty twosome wind up in the student services center servicing each other severely!
The best part of shipping off to an out of state college, with full on dorm rooms, to have Student Servers like Noah White and Wes Campbell!
Clean cut Tyler spots Alex and brings him back for a hot dorm room fuck.
British university boys, aged between 19 and 24 discovering all about academia and sex. There’s got to be so much wild testosterone flying around a Uni campus that I am surprised they don’t have staff employed to constantly throw buckets of cold water over the students.
At least we think that's what the kids are calling them these days. These humping boyfriends sure have great taste in footwear, if this were a promotional video stockrooms across the land would surely be empty by Sunday.
Dang, Mr. Ducati sounds like a serious asshole. He gives out way too much homework and grades tests a little too harshly. But he's actually a porn star that's waiting in the other room to come fuck you, so he can't be that bad. Right? Kirk Cummings and Tony Newport get what's coming to them when Mr. Ducati catches them with their faces in his gym clothes, shoes and jock strap. Nothing is off limits for these two nosey kids—after all, when there's a "sniffer's reward" involved, who wouldn't want a deep inhale of some fresh, sweaty ball scent.
At the University of Otaga in Kiwi-land, the boys are bountiful and seemingly always naked. This gaggle of nubile twinks doesn't give a toss about flashin' their willies in front of their buds, even putting on a camp all-nude revue.
These series of sketches are made to bust some apparent myths about life as a scarfie — the nickname given to the student body when they started wearing the swishy fashion accessory in the 60s. We've always had a fondness for ascot-like accoutrements. Even though we do wish there were more close-ups of the boys' bits, their gusto at being nude with their fellow man turns us on enough.
We can't make out what they're caterwauling about in the opening musical number, but Christ-in-a-sling it's sexy! Note the two numbers casually reclining on the stage floor.
Watch all the way to the final scene, where, like the Les Miz Act I Finale flag waving battle cry "One Day More," the boys come out of the woodwork on a small country street to rally for nakedness. Why, oh, why can't we ever be caught in this mob instead of amongst the midwestern tourists taking over Times Square this time of year? Surely, once the camera cut, they had an on-the-spot orgy.
This also once again shows how puritanical American guys are about nudity. We seriously doubt the USC Swim Team would parade around fully exposed like these sassy chaps on the opposite side of the equator.
Any of you who could help us get tenure at this school, please pass along your tips. We'd GLADLY oversee Otago U's full-body entrance exam!
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