On his first shore leave in months, David V walks the docks, past a shadowed street vagrant who entices him in a game of chance. Picking cards from a deck, Davidplays the fool - losing to the mysterious stranger. Standing up to claim his prize, casting off his heavy shroud, the illustrated Logan McCree reveals himself. David allows Logan to taste his sea-salty skin, his tongue working over David's chiseled torso, lingering on his brown nipples. David releases Logan's hard cock from his flannel pants and Logan drops to his knees to swallow David's engorged member, giving it a good working over, slicking it with saliva, teasing David's cum-swollen balls which haven't felt release in weeks. Giving as good as he got, David greedily sucks Logan's smooth, fat cock, rubbing and tickling it against his slightly bearded cheeks. Logan grabs David's hair and gives him the face fucking he so clearly needs, and uses David's tongue for a rim job that only a desperate sailor can give. He wets Logan's hole and rubs his thick cock against it. David slowly presses his dick inside, increasing his rhythm until he's slamming away at Logan's tight hole. Logan decides that he wants David's smooth ass too and turns the tables. Logan slips right in, showing no mercy, and gives this sailor the ride of his life. But before letting David shoot his imminent load, Logan aggressively climbs aboard David to furiously fuck himself until he unloads gobs of white semen over David's ripped abs. The vision of Logan finally getting his reward sends David over the edge and he blows his wad all over Logan's tattooed chest. David takes a chance with this vagrant and he wins in spades!