Max Born

Beneath the mask hides something darker than the mask itself. A broken soul, lost in emptiness. A twisted shadow wandering through the abandoned ruins. The silence there is never truly silent - whispers move through the dust, as if the walls themselves remember his presence. Legends say he carries with him the weight of a past too heavy to name, leaving only echoes in his wake. His name is whispered like a curse – he is the Chop Shop Guy!

Rough, slippery, and totally unfiltered. Expect hands in places they don’t belong and satisfaction all around.

Nothing held back in this hardcore BDSM session. With cock rings, ball bondage, and his hole fisted to the limit, this amateur proves he’s down for whatever. Intense, raw, and absolutely unfiltered action.

Max Born

The ritual of endless nights begins. The fallen priest and his devoted servant call upon the cursed name. Ancient chants echo like twisted prayers, filling the temple with shadows and fire. In this way, the dark power manifests, branding the air with its eternal sign. The end of days is near. Ave Satanas!

These young punks can’t resist the thrill – or each other. A hot car session leads to some deep-throat action, belly-spunk finish, and some raw ass-pounding action that’ll leave ‘em wanting more.

One daring pair, a loaded dildo, and a foot fetish session that’ll leave you breathless. He’s showing his buddy how to really work that hole, ending with a messy finish all over. True gay sport in every sense!