It's a club where men go to meet other men for hot raw sex - no names, no words, no commitments - just men indulging in their wild fantasies and basic urges. Men like Karl Thomas. Karl, with a shock of dark hair, intense eyes and a beautifully toned body, prowls around the halls and rooms of the sex club searching for someone to share a few moments of pleasure. As he turns a corner he sees just what he wants - Steven Ryder, a man with skin tanned golden brown, a muscular body worthy of comparison to the classical Greek statuary of Heracles or Atlas, and a face of such exotic beauty that Karl stops dead in his tracks and feels his cock rise into a huge erection.
Karl reaches down and begins to pull on his rigid shaft as he watches this Olympian man pose and caress his own muscular body. He knows that he has an audience and he wants to take Karl to the farthest reaches of ravenous desire. He fondles his massive biceps, rippled abdomen and granite buttocks. Then he reaches into his jockstrap and begins to rub his long thick prick. As he liberates his cock from the confines of the jock, Karl can hold back no longer and lunges for the huge hard dick. He sucks the rigid member, feeling every inch of the shaft go down his throat. With every nerve in his body tingling with a fire of desire, Karl moves his mouth down to the crack between the sculpted ass cheeks and brings his fantasy man to a full boil. In a flash, Karl is being mounted by this inflamed object of his desire. He can feel his ass being stretched by Steven's mammoth meat thrusting deep, hard and repeatedly. Brought to the limits of endurance, both men spill forth cascades of white cream...moaning with each unbearable pulsating release.