Lust, rain o'er me. Toned and tall Max Marshall can't resist a muscular and masculine stripper, so bearded, pierced and tatted Derek Parker is just what the doctor ordered. Max takes out his smartphone to video Derek's pole dance, then both studs get the same idea and pop their cocks out. Max joins Derek at the pole for a bruising lip lock, then Derek turns his attention to Max's pole. It's greater in diameter than the pole on the stage and it gives Derek's jaws a hell of a workout. After punishing his throat muscles, Derek hops aboard Max's massive hard on and punishes his sphincter with a literal lap dance that leaves them both glistening with sweat. You can smell the testosterone! When Derek's hole demands relief, they break for another make out session then resume fucking doggie style, then missionary. Max's balls swing and slam. His pummeling thrusts become faster and shorter, signaling that the end is near. Max's mammoth shoots his load across the room and Derek blows his load.