Falcon Vintage Throwback – Beach Hunks Rim & Fuck
“Step off the elevator, gentleman,” the suave, mustached attendant announces as he escorts my lover Jeff and I into the Falcon Vintage Throwback – Beach Hunks Rim & Fuck suite. A mirrored, deco hallway unfurls before us, bathed in warm, amber lights. Porno music throbs in the distance, perfectly meta for this mucha-anticipated retro escapade.
Jeff winks at me with his signature come-hither gleam in his baby blues. “Ready to get our groove on, staar?” he purrs, biting his bottom lip. His pectorals flex beneath a tight, bright red V-neck – the lewd tensions already building. I nod with a smirk, relishing in the vintage vibes, ready to transport us back to the heyday of studio porn.
Our first stop is the billowing red curtain draped off to the side of the entrance. “Ooh, let’s see what treasures await us here,” I muse aloud before Jeff can snatch it open. And whoa, what a sight. There poolside, a lone hunk lounges, golden-fleeced and deep-tanned. He looks up with a coy smile, his surfer boy helmet of hair falling into his eyes. “Hello boys.”
Is that a bulge I spy in your speedo? Jeff lunges forward, ripping the curtains all the way open to reveal setup #1 – a classic 70s styled bathroom, complete with avocado green fixtures and towels! “Pad thai and spliffs, and I’ve got a palabra for you,” the Adonis on the lounge chair croons, beckoning to us with a finger.
We make our way to him, Jeff licking his lips, and I feel that familiar lurch in my groin. Streamer lights hang from the ceiling, tiki torches flicker on the walls. “Right this way, boys,” Adonis – Italiano, stands up, giving us an eyeful of his sinewy glutes on full display – caught in his tight white pants, with a daisy chain tattoo circling his bubble butt. “Looks like it’s time to get right down to business,” Jeff snickers.
Before either make a move, we hear a female voice rise above the others. “Oh, Amore Mio! Ahhh! More! More!.” Jeff and I trade a bemused look. Seems our friendly surfer has been palming the pole in the jacuzzi pool across from the lounge.
A statuesque brunette clambers out of the bubbling waters in a pink bikini, all curves and tease. “Ahh, our estranged lovers have arrived!” she purrs with a thick accent when she spots us. She points a polished nail at Jeff, then me. “You should have wanted me! Ay ya ya!”
It’s like an old-school porno movie come to life! Jeff and I grin at each other as we take it all in – the burly Islander, the curvaceous veronese beauty, and the vintage mismatched lounging furniture, all to transport us to another time, another world of debauchery…
Enough games. Silly me, not realizing that this voyeuristic encounter is not meant to tease, but to engage, to beckon us further. The Titans of Falcon have us. Jeff rockets down his boyfriends body, trailing hot kisses along his abs, zeroing in on what’s pleasantly pert inside his tight pants. The beauty glides over, ignoring me, ooh-ing and ahh-ing at Jeffer’s enthusiasm. She takes my hand, starting to lead me somewhere, anywhere but here. My curiosity is piqued, and I feel my own groin tighten at what’s to come.
“Off to get waxed,” “>:D !!”, “Giant cock with artificial foreskin attached”, “Wowdddddddd the quality is extremely high. The way they call him theWell Hung Bandit is genius”, “The throwback videos are so cool glad you keep adding them”, “ precipice c way of the samurai but unplugged” ||| idk some actually incredible 70’s sexology vids at least you can enjoy those even if you skip the monologue much safer to stay in the 70s lmao
“But studmuffin, you have to turn your sets of {inputaciones} and hit that fuck button or {CUHodon} can’t be activated!” That’s when I realized -Checking in on Falcon Vintage Throwback – Beach hunks rim and fuck I hope they have some loud music we can “umbrella” to
