Comparing each other’s sexual conquests on their mobiles only seems to make Joel Tamir and Lucas Drake’s lust for each other all the more intense; as they promptly abandon their technology in favour of some old-fashioned intimacy. Not that you’d ever expect anything less from these two beauts, of course; and Drake, in particular, underlines his top-notch reputation as he literally hangs off Tamir’s monster, slurping away on every inch like his very life depended on it. In fairness, of course, next month’s rent money does; and Tamir is very quickly replicating the performance for very much the same reason. Cynicism placed to one side, however, these lads are clearly into each other big time; and to prove the point Drake soon has his tongue – followed by his thumb, and then his dick! – embedded in his buddy’s hairless fuck-hole. It signals the beginning of a truly unforgettable set-piece that sees Tamir banged almost senseless over the sofa; before the boys head down onto the floor so that Drake can get hammered like a bitch in return. Returning back to the chair, Tamir takes a second pounding; prior to a veritable white-out as both lads mercilessly clean out all their tubes!