Round Up: The opening is a prosaic montage of ranch hands at work. One hunk brushes a horse, another moves firewood, and another tries to wrangle a stallion. One of the men envisions his comrade working in the nude, his sun and sweat drenched body seems the essence of masculinity. He's part the wild expanse of nature, the heaving power of the horses. Without so much as a dissolve, two of the men begin kissing. A third joins them but soon leaves to grab the ranch foreman. He drags the boss over to the two horny hotties and holds his arms behind his head. The young'uns strip him down and devour his dick. They all undress, except for their cowboy hats, and writhe around in a blur of flesh. One of the ranch hands parks his ass on the boss' face and another makes him swallow cock. At one point, the four are backlit by the sun as one detached dick shoots a slo-mo stream of spunk into an open mouth. Even though it becomes increasingly difficult to know who exactly is doing what to whom, there are plenty of hot moments to savor in this scene.
Rough Time: The nice large cock in this living room two way is just that...nice! There are some great shots of expert cock sucking, ass slapping and ass munching, dildo play and over-the-coach butt fucking. An insatiable treat to escape the dreary outdoors these men get into and off with each other the best they know how, ending with each others loads in their mouths.
'Pleasure Point': The twins are out in the sea, surfing the waves. Manly man Joe Markham watches them from the beach; he's got a hankering for some brotherly love. He invites them back to his home and offers them a hot beverage and a seat by the fireplace. The gangly brothers are all smiles and shaggy hair, but they know what's about to happen. They practically fight for Markham's throbbing bone, trading off on the shaft, the head, the balls. One swallows Markham while the other fingers his ass. They are greedy, greedy little pigs. At one point, Markham has his turnip firmly inside one brother's keister, trying to fuck him silly, while the other one distracts him with a sloppy rim job. Don't get me wrong, the Christys never once appear to be competitive, the scene is actually quite lovely and gently paced, but they do seem insatiable. They just can't get enough-so much so that one climbs atop the other so Markham can have easy access to both assholes, a precarious but fantastic situation in which Markham takes full advantage.