One hundred and thirty-one minutes averages out to 13 apiece for 10 twink soloists, three of whom shoot into their own mouths. Lovely Jayden jacks standing, an elongated Michelangelo's David. Wad drips from his skateboard. Young Tucker, with slightly off-kilter features like an old boxer, eventually removes everything but his cap and socks to jack a red-orange rod. If Matthew McConaughey and Keanu Reeves had a very skinny child, it would look like Adam. His Spanish Grandee goatee adds to his dignity as he rides on a two-foot dildo and jacks into his mouth. Plain-but-graceful Cory has shockingly hairy thighs and forearms. Earringed, tongue-studded, tattooed old-regular Shane as usual looks eccentric but talks good-old-guy. He shows lots of kissy asshole and splashily ejaculates into his own mouth. Adam-look-alike Sebastian hops off his bike to jack away a stiffy built up by cruising the streets. Dark-browed Doe sits on a closed toilet in jeans to start pumping for come, but gets nicely nude. Davis is a shamefully handsome dark blond (light blond in his ass-crack) who might make you think of old cowboy movies and sodomy under a prairie moon. McGill is Botticelli-blond everywhere, with a half-mad look, heavy red lips and a cock that curves to his left! Up against a wall on his shoulders, he drops wad into his throat! Emilio, who really does look like an Italian newsboy whom American tourists pursue, stands his ground and beats his meat.