Asher Croft Gets an Absolute Ass Load of Jordan Starr on Raw Fuck Boys

Two men, Two Jockstraps, a Sex Sling, and a Fuck Machine!

Oh, those spotlessly clean but artfully gritty sex clubs and dungeons, and what a great room for Raw Fuck Boys to shoot content in! A cage, a sex sling, wall graffiti, and three urinals all in the same spacious room. This is the state of the world in the third chapter of “Fort Troff.”

It is in this romantic setting that we find two deliciously muscular men engaged in some pretty serious making-out. Each wears a beautifully crafted Fort Troff jock. Asher Croft also wears a pair of colorful gloves. His date for the next 24 minutes is the taller and thick dicked Jordan Starr, who grips the back of Asher’s neck as they embrace. There’s something sport-related around their necks, but I do not have clue one what that might be.

The heavily tattooed Asher kneels to do his best to take all of Jordan’s thick and juicy Johnson in his mouth and down his throat. He does an admirable job and earns the praise of the man whose dick he’s stretching his mouth to accommodate. “Oh, man. That feels good,” Jordan moans happily. He braces himself against the sing frame for stability as Asher takes his veiny meat deep into his mouth. Asher manages to make that dick slick and shining wet with saliva. He gags on it and then shows himself to the sling, kneeling for Jordan’s own mouth.

He doesn’t have long to wait because Jordan latches onto his hind end like a sexy lamprey. The camera joins Jordan for a feast of ass, getting in really close so we can appreciate every nuanced slurp, tongue fuck, pucker kiss, and thumb insertion. Asher certainly appreciates them, and there’s nothing to suggest that Jordan isn’t in his erogenous happy place, especially when he crows about how tight his companion’s asshole is around his thumb. He’s not the only one making noise, though. Asher’s pleasure is loud enough to wake, well, the cocks of the living.

But not just the kinds of cocks you’ll meet in your own or your friends’ pants. Jordan’s got a surprise for Asher’s sphincter, and it’s called the Fort Troff fuck machine! The eager bottom moves into missionary and his delighted Top lines up the machine’s dildo with his ash hole for Asher’s maximum pleasure and our maximum aural stimulation. When asked if he’s ready for the machine to start its work, Asher replies honestly. “I’m scared, but yes.” His fear doesn’t last long, because soon he’s moaning like an overpaid whore, especially after Jordan assures him that “This is just the warm-up.”

“Fuck. It feels incredible,” Asher observes as the dildo’s speed and rhythm are adjusted by the cheerfully control freaking Jordan.

This has all been fabulous, of course, but Asher has been Jonzin’ for some real dick. Jordan’s to be painfully obvious. Once the dildo is out of his hungry ass, it becomes available for the dark-haired man’s freshly lubed cock. Once inside Asher’s hot hole, he observes that Jordan’s cock is “Definitely bigger than the machine.” Good to know.

If we thought that Asher was loud before, it was nothing compared to the decibel levels he reaches while shouting out pithy observations like “Yes,” “Oh, my God,” and “You did warn me.” These change to frantic begging as Jordan’s pace picks up and his erection gets ready to shoot its load.

“Breed me,” Asher demand-begs. “Please breed me! I want it all!”

In this matter, Jordan is willing to show that Raw Fuck Boys can be generous. He convulses against Asher’s ass as the cum gushes from his cock into the depths of the blond’s hot canal. Jizz oozes out of the wrecked rectum after Jordan pulls his mega member out. Then he pushes all that tasty white jizz back in with his still hard cock. The duo pants heavily as they recover. Then a muttered profanity and the scene ends.

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