Falcon 1971

Johnny Donovan slumps on the motel bed, eyes glued to the TV as Ed Wiley and Bob Bishop tear up the dirt in Falcon Studios' Ramcharger. Their off-roading hookup ignites something primal. He pictures himself and Ty Santana, bareback, engines revving on a wild joyride of their own. The road trip fades, but Johnny's mind lingers on the drive home—kneeling before Ty, mouths hungry, trading blowjobs in the dim light of dawn. Fantasies spiral. He sees them flip-fucking across the rumpled sheets, bodies slick and urgent. Ty plunges his thick cock deep into Johnny, raw and relentless. Johnny counters, his bare shaft thrusting home until the last shuddering pulse. They erupt together, painting Ty's chest with ropes of creamy cum. Johnny leans in, savoring the salty tang of his buddy's seed on his tongue.