Andy Scott
Hair Color: Brown
Sign: Unknown
Eye Color: Brown
Dick Size: 8 inch dick
Height: 5’9″
Cut / Uncut: Cut / Circumcised
Weight: 165lbs
Sexual Positions: Versatile
Sexual Orientation: Gay
Nationality: English / British
Andy Scott scenes at Staxus
A cursory glance at their names might somehow give the impression that these two young buddies are somehow related, that maybe we’re about to unleash some kind of incestuous debauchery on the world, and if that’s what you’re hoping for then prepare to be disappointed.
However, there’s a relationship of sorts in as much as blond lad, Andy Scott, and his namesake, Jacob Scott, are real-life boyfriends; with all the relevant pros and cons that ensue from teaming up a pair of guys who clearly know each other very well.
Fortunately, any jadedness that you fear might result from them knowing each other so well is avoided by the fact that both guys are self-evidently the energetic type, who evidently have real (though not exclusive) lust for their partner.
As such, the scene is barely seconds old before they’re snogging like a pair of brazen bitches; with Andy arguably soon taking the slightly more dominant role.
Indeed, anyone with at least half a sense of intuition will have gathered the roles in this duo long before Andy has started to feverishly rim out Jacob’s hungry little arse; and it’s with almost a feeling of pre-judged relief that the dark-haired buddy plonks himself down on his boyfriend’s lap and begins to ride that greatly favoured shaft for all he’s fucking worth.
What follows is a high-octane performance that displays all the benefits of being intimately involved with your fellow performer; with Andy giving his lover a real good seeing to, culminating in very sticky, open-mouthed crescendo that leave nothing to the imagination! Raw intimacy at its filthy best…Join them!
We’ve all had mornings like it, waking up and feeling as horny as fucking hell. And naturally it’s always much, more worse, or better, if you wake up next to someone who seriously floats your proverbial boat.
That’s the situation that Andy Scott finds himself in when he comes to consciousness lying next to Bjorn Nykvist; and it’ll be no surprise to anyone that the urge to rut is soon blissfully overpowering the poor lad. As a result he’s quickly making a beeline for his pal’s handsome rump, which is barely concealed by the plush jockstrap that Nykvist is wearing.
That said, the pretty young blond isn’t wearing them for long. Before you know it Scott has made serious inroads into its defences and is very eagerly rimming his mate’s arse, an act that promptly brings Nykvist out of his sweet slumber.
From that point onwards, of course, there’s little stopping the fabulous assault that Scott adopts on his buddy – gobbling away on Nykvist’s now rock-hard shaft, 69-ing the fellow with some serious no-holds-barred rimming, and then finally securing his vantage balls-deep in the young blond’s guts.
It’s a line of action that clearly meets with the bottom’s overriding approval given the way that he reacts, writhing and groaning in pleasure and generally acting his part of wayward bitch.
Indeed, anyone doubting that the sincerity of either party just has to consider the way in which each of these boys marks their final pitches, Scott blasting his pal’s well-worked rosebud, and Nykvist firing off an arguably obscene wad over his own belly as well as his partner’s joyously expectant face…Join them!
It’s tongue-in-cheek mayhem as TV-host Titus Snow introduces us to arguably the hottest date-show ever imagined, by inviting handsome contestant Martin Rivers to eye the three faceless cocks on offer, and to decide which one he’d like to have stretching his arsehole before the end of the show.
It’s definitely like absolutely nothing else you’ve ever seen broadcast; but the blond beauty takes it all in his stride as he examines the dicks and finally plumps for the thick, uncut shaft of Andy Scott. Introductions over, and it’s definitely a case of the lads getting down to business, Snow making his excuses, leaving Rivers to get to know the horny young bachelor he’s chosen.
It’s all parody, of course; but believe us when we tell you that there’s absolutely nothing comical about the manner with which these two newfound buddies proceed to take full advantage of the situation by slurping on each other’s ramrods.
Indeed, both lads are like a couple of dogs on heat, most notably Rivers, who’s soon outstretched on his back inviting Scott to rim and finger his hairless little pucker. It’s unquestionably the kind of invitation that no self-respecting top is ever gonna decline; and it’s no time at all before Rivers is taking inches of hard flesh in his guts as a result.
It marks the start of a truly terrific set-piece that sees the young blond twink fucked to high buggery in a whole series of positions, culminating in Scott giving the boy’s now nicely worked fuck-hole a severe dousing of hot spunk.
All nicely topped off by the sight of Scott working his mate’s shaft to ecstasy in return…Join them!
There’s a distinctly Czech-noir feel to the opening moments of this horny little escapade, as the almost deranged Titus Snow creeps around a local wood trying to find someone to love. It’s a bizarre concept for sure; but it gets even creepier when he stumbles upon new boy, Andy Scott, who’s happily whiling away his time lying on the forest floor, looking up at the autumnal canopy.
Suffice it to say the young newbie doesn’t get to remain undisturbed for long; with Snow dragging the poor lad to his feet, smooching the unsuspecting fellow and then bustling him back to his lair, in this instance, his city apartment.
By this point, there’s no denying that Scott is completely under Snow’s spell, and with little wonder really given the eager manner with which the young Brit pulls the chap’s cock out and begins to deep-throat him. After all, who in their right mind would refuse that kind of attention?
Moments later and Scott is returning the favor, arguably even more enthusiastically, with a blow-job on his assailant’s totally hairless shaft that is completely at odds with his initial reluctance.
Anyone who’s seen Snow in action previously, however, knows that what he really wants is the feel of Scott’s huge dick in his butt, an ambition he promptly achieves by mounting his newfound lover’s lap and bouncing up and down on the fellow’s rod for all he’s worth.
No surprise that Scott is unable to hold back for long, delivering a fine wad of cum on his hole, before pissing it away. Cue a frenetic finale of jizz and the golden yellow nectar that leaves both lads utterly soaked…Join them!
Given all the heady amounts of exercise that the handsome trio of Andy Scott, Camil Chaton and Simon Caress display during the opening moments of this terrific set-piece, you’d think that their trainer, Kris Blent, would be more than satisfied. The blond-haired Dutchman is not an easy man to please, however.
As he rather brutally informs them, his grandmother could run better than they do, a comment that clearly upsets a few egos in the room given the indignity with which it’s received. But it’s the remarks about their body odor that really seems to ignite their fury; and which quickly results in the young trainees taking matters into their own hands by launching a full-on sexual assault on their boss.
At which point, any fatigue that these hairless beauties may have been feeling is quickly forgotten; with their thick, uncut shafts quickly making an appearance, as Blent teams up with Scott, whilst Chaton and Caress slurp on cock nearby. Not that these two pairings remain independent of each other for very long, it must be said.
Indeed, all four boys are soon a veritable chain of ass-rimming, dick-munching fury; before their lusts begin to take further hold of them and they take it in turns to thrust their hard, aching shafts into each other’s fuck-holes.
Given the amount of cock on offer, of course, it’s all very understandable; with Scott and Blent arguably proving the main centre pieces of action. In the end, however, it’s Scott who wins outright as chief slut, allowing all three of his horned-up mates to spew over his face, before creaming out his own fine load…Join them!
