Fist Bus #02

On a dark desert highway with cold wind in his hair, dirty daddy Brian Bonds is cruising for a hot dude to warm up his hands aboard the 'Fist Bus'. Up ahead in the distance, he sees a shimmering sight, fit with the built bod of a wandering stranger alone, the sexy Brit Drew Dixon, far from home in the UK. Soon they are getting cozy in the back of this rolling bathhouse, stripping down to jockstraps on a leather bed behind tinted windows. Drew is an eager cocksucker and chows down on Brian's meat with his wet, warm mouth, but deliverance to Sin City comes at a cost. Drew must service this handsome stud and eat his juicy butthole. The bus is equipped with all the necessities needed to bust out a willing hole. With some black rubber gloves and plenty of J-lube, after a bit of foreplay, they get down to business. Drew lends Brian a hand as oblivious truckers and tourists pass them by, busting his load before deciding to turn the tables before they hit Las Vegas. Who needs Lady Luck when you've got a hot lad to fist fuck?