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Caleb and Skylar are sitting out in the LA sun talking about what they are going to do for their upcoming scene. Both admit to each other that they like it rough. So it is decided. Caleb is going to manhandle, use and abuse Skylar into submission. They start ripping clothes off outside, and I have to make sure to get them in the studio before they start having sex right then and there. Inside the studio, they attack each other. They let out all of their built up sexual aggression on each other. They are pulling hair, slapping asses and kissing hard. Caleb gets his dick sucked first, but they are so into each other, they keep going back and forth taking turns sucking each other. Next Caleb slams Skylar down into the couch and rims the fuck out of his ass. Then he fucks him relentlessly from behind. Next he grabs Skylar and flips him over with his legs in the air and fucks him in a pile driver position. Then Skylar sits on his dick and starts to ride him. But this is not enough control for Caleb. He picks up Skylar with him inside of him and starts slamming into him up against the wall. Finally he flips him over and fucks him from behind until Skylar shoots cum onto the floor. Then Caleb flops down and jizzes all over Skylar. Skylar licks up every last drop. The room smells like sex and everyone is covered in sweat. These two know how to give us a show.

Patrick is a tight-bodied, blond, Southern stud that's a perfect fit for CF - he's cute as heck, and also has quite the winning personality. He can't help but laugh while sheepishly admitting just how quick his first sexual experience was. Unlike some of his fellow CF studs, Patrick shares that he actually doesn't have sex too often - he says he's just a super nice guy who isn't really one to go around hitting on others, but will happily respond when someone hits on him.

Given it had been awhile since Patrick had gotten laid, he was ready to have himself some fun at CF - and Kenny was happy to help him out with that! Patrick could hardly wait to strip off his clothes and reveal that ripped body - Pete even had to get him to slow down a bit before ripping those boxer briefs off. Thankfully, Pete comes to his senses fairly soon, and Patrick reveals his blond pubes and low-hanging balls.

Though clearly having fun, Patrick was also obviously a bit nervous as he laid back to let Kenny work on his cock. He responds to his first BJ from a guy quite well, and is immediately rock-hard and fucking Kenny's mouth. His dick just seems to keep growing, until he's feeding Kenny a massive load.

Trenton has definitely taken to things at CF well, and already he's established himself as not just one of our best-looking new guys, but also one of our most enthusiastic! There is no doubt at all this young man enjoys sex and I never get tired of seeing him have it.

Dixon also stands out as full of enthusiasm and energy - when he fucks or gets fucked he gets loud and intense!

We simply had to get these two paired up to see what would happen, and what happened was some loud, hard, hot sex with Dixon making Trenton wail with every thrust in to his hole!

His mind was like an empty swimming pool that afternoon. He knew if he could find a source from which to fill it, a new world of wonderful sensations would open up. But until he did, Anderson Lovell would lay in bed, filling the emptiness with sexual fantasies about the one for whom he'd lusted for so long: Cody Cummings.Although it felt good to rub his hard dick and imagine, Anderson wanted to go much deeper. He had heard stories where Zen masters had learned to trick their own brains into believing fantasy bad become reality. Anderson knew if he could harness whatever ancient technique these old sages used, he could manifest Cody to appear right there with him, seeming as real as the pillows upon which he rested his delicate head, covered in tousled, auburn hair. He felt like getting up for moment to see if the overcast sky had allowed any light to peek through. When he looked out toward the garden, plain as day, he saw a man standing nude, apart from his white sneakers, with his back to Anderson. Of course the sight was unexpected, but Anderson was not alarmed at all. As he looked, the man slowly turned. It was him. It was Cody Cummings, naked in Anderson's garden. Was he dreaming? How could it be? Anderson opened the door and walked outside to where he had seen what he thought must be a living dream. He lost sight of the image for a moment, then saw him again, standing a bit further up the hill. As he headed toward Cody this time, Anderson felt suddenly tired and slightly dizzy. He stopped to gain his composure but as he did, he felt strong hands touch his back and warm breath on his neck. He knew it must be real, it must really be Cody, here in the garden with him. Anderson realized his eyes were shut. The moment he opened them, it was if he had roused from a dream. He was alone again. Confused and a bit disoriented, he walked with racing thoughts back to his room and laid on the bed. Moments later the image of Cody appeared again, this time walking into Anderson's room, toward him on the bed. Anderson didn't move. He let this Cody come to him and touch him. This still nude Cody bent down and sensuously kissed Anderson's neck. The next half hour or so seemed to float by in only a matter of brief moments, but Anderson remembered everything. He remembered the way Cody's hard cock felt sliding between his lips, going deep, all the way to the back of his mouth. He remembered the way Cody's warm hand felt as it tucked it's way under the elastic of Anderson's underwear and gripped his throbbing erection. He still knew the melting-sensation he had as Cody jerked his boner. He could still taste the sweet flavor of Cody's inviting lips. But had it really happened? Or had Anderson found a way to erase the very line between fantasy and reality?

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