#lancecastle

When the other had criticized him for his prowess, Roderick had no other choice but to show the aspiring actor, here and now, just why he was one of the most sought after porn stars and that all of the orgasms in his films were real. That’s how he found himself with the man’s cock in his mouth, his knees digging into the grass and dirt - thank god he was still wearing pants - as he worked his mouth along the other’s cock expertly, nose brushing against the other’s pubic bone with every ministration. It was only when Lance buckled over that the cock slipped out of his lips, and Roderick couldn’t help but chuckle. “What? Don’t tell me you can’t handle it, hermoso.”

The sun was just setting over the camp as Ollie moved though the water, enjoying that coolness on every bare inch of his skin. Honestly this was something he just couldn’t get in New York- the beauty of the camp. of the freedom to skinny dip openly- honestly so openly that anyone walking down the jetting from the camp would easily be able to see that he didn’t have a stich on, as he reached up to run his hands though his wet hair with a happy, easily smirk on his face.  His head did tilt when he heard the footsteps on the jetty, his head tilting back to peer up at the other with a stupid, happy grin on his face. “ If you gonna join me, you gotta lose the clothes, dude.” He pointed out before he simply leaned back to float on his back- hardly a care in the world about his own current state of dress.