Oliver Smith Blog

Beefy bearded boy Oliver Smith is tired of waiting for his master on his knees at his glory hole. He walks around the small room checking out his master's toys. Crack! Oliver jumps at the sound of leather smacking against a bare hand. "What the fuck do you think you're doing, slave?"

Oliver cowers in the corner and his master stands over him. "You've got one fucking job," Thyle Knoxx says, pointing his leather paddle at the glory hole, "sit there waiting for me." Oliver is lucky, his master feels generous today and lets him gobble his large veiny cock in spite of his insolence.

Oliver Smith is walking through the woods. He's wearing a sexy pair of shorts that leave nothing to imagination. Bush man Bo Sinns spots the hunk coming his way, so he climbs a tree with his net and waits. When Oliver walks under the tree, Bo throws down the net and captures himself a hot ass to fuck. Deliverance fantasy anyone?

Bo shoves his huge dick throw the mesh and Oliver gobbles down as much as he can, hoping that if he does a good job, this bush man will let him go. But Sinn is only beginning his fun with this hiker.