Hole 1 is a voyeur's paradise ? a gritty tale of what men will do when they're confined. These striking studs are deprived of sunlight and any regular comforts, but they are given one simple luxury: another man to feed their voracious desires. The directors of this two-part feature, Tony Dimarco and Adam Killian, create a rough, run-down institutional world, and they fill the ?Hole? with hung studs and hot bottoms. Every action is caught by closed-circuit monitors that are pumped into every cell. Watching them is an unseen master of the domain, Josh West, who strokes his monster cock as he waits for intense and unforgiving sex to erupt. Lust explodes when Donnie Dean and Landon Conrad reach the carnal boiling point. Deprived of razor and soap, the sight and smell will make you cum. Stunning Angel Rock's relentless devastation of Tyler Wolf's willing hole sets the compound ablaze. Director Killian is a prisoner lured out of his dark corner by a human morsel wrapped in plastic. JR Bronson, naked and blindfolded, is the banquet on which Adam feasts. tized by Tommy Defendi's massive meat Jimmy Fanz comes out of hiding. Jimmy sucks like a cock-starved man who's gone without for years, but Tommy's not satisfied by just a blow job, and claims Jimmy's hungry hole. The insane finale occurs when Trenton Ducati, a businessman used in broad daylight, is made to witness the unbridled sex happening in every room until he releases his pent up lust on five huge anonymous cocks and quenches his cum thirst with a five-way facial orgy. Everyone's testosterone reaches critical mass in Hole 1.
Security monitors flicker, displaying grainy images. A man whose face is hidden slowly strokes a humongous cock. He's drawn to the action in one screen, which morphs into color. Bare-chested Donnie Dean and Landon Conrad mash lips as they jack off through their boxers. Donnie is the first to suck; his hairy pecs and hard nipples clench as he works his jaw on Landon's huge, arching cock. Donny's black leather jock strap frames his butt cheeks invitingly and Landon parts them with his tongue and a finger. Donnie adds his own finger, which he pulls out and gives to Landon to sniff and suck. A bare bulb in a rusty reflector, and monitors like those seen earlier, cast a glow over Donnie as Landon fucks him on a grimy cot. The pleasures of a hard cock coursing through a hot hole temporarily erase the harsh reality of confinement. Donnie flips Landon around and fucks him in return. Landon's cries echo through the other cells, which have their own wall of monitors. No act is private. Donnie suspends his body from straps hanging from the ceiling, his hole planted over Landon's face as they pump out loads for the vicarious pleasure of all.
Angel trägt einen knusprigen Jockriemen, der wahrscheinlich noch nie gewaschen wurde. Seine behaarten Brustmuskeln heben sich, als er Tylers Kopf mit einer Hand führt, während er mit der anderen Hand einen Nippel drückt. Angel zieht sich zurück und spuckt auf Tylers Schwanz, dann legt er seine Zunge um den Kopf. Tylers pulsierendes Loch ist ein Magnet, der Angels Zunge langsam aber sicher anzieht. Angel saugt, prüft und leckt Tylers Loch, bis es mit Speichel und Eselsäften tropft, dann taucht seinen geschwollenen Schwanz in das dunkle Zentrum dieser glatten Brötchen.
Adam Killian's huge balls hang out of a threadbare jock strap. Sitting on the floor in the corner of a padded cell, he tugs his cock while watching himself in black and white on a closed-circuit TV monitor. JR Bronson kneels on a cot nearby; he is blindfolded, sealed in plastic wrap from his neck to his ankles. Adam crawls to JR on his knees, rubbing his face against JR's butt cheeks. He chews through the plastic to sink his tongue thirstily into JR's hole. Sweat makes the plastic cling to JR's skin. Adam shreds the cling-wrap. He locks his arms around JR's ass in a full nelson, as if they were wrestling. Adam sniffs JR's armpits, bites his nipples, licks his neck. Still blindfolded, JR finds Adam's cock with his hands and guides it to his hungry mouth. Adam roars and stretches, a hairy animal in full heat. He yanks the blindfold off JR before he fucks him, riding deep and using the waistband of JR's jock strap as reins. They press together belly-to-back. Adam fucks JR in nearly every position know to man. JR's orgasm leaves a stream of cream from his nose to his navel. Adam jizzes across JR's ass and eats ever last drop before returning to his corner.
Tommy Defendi erleichtert sich in einem Eimer. Jimmy Fanz, der hinter einen dreckigen Duschvorhang späht, kann seinen Blick nicht von diesem riesigen Schwanz lassen. Er kriecht langsam auf Tommy zu, seine Lippen sind bereit, die letzten Tropfen einzufangen. Tommys Schwanz wird größer und härter in Jimmys Mund und die Adern pochen. Tommy knurrt, als sein Schwanz tiefer in Jimmys entschlossenen Hals sinkt. Jimmy saugt an Tommys Bällen, fast so groß wie seine Faust, und schlägt sich mit Tommys Schwanz ins Gesicht. Er blickt auf und fährt mit den Lippen über Tommys nassen Schaft.
Trenton Ducati, der für Geschäftsreisende geeignet war, wurde am helllichten Tag auf der Straße entführt und in eine dunkle Zelle mit einem leuchtenden Monitor geworfen. Wer weiß, wie lange er dort oben gestaut und zwangsernährt wurde? Er ist verwirrt und fasziniert von dem, was er auf diesem Monitor sieht: Männer, die wilden, hemmungslosen Sex haben. Seine Libido hat ihren Bruchpunkt erreicht. Er muss einen Vorgeschmack darauf haben, was er rund um die Uhr auf diesem Monitor sieht. Das Verlangen steigt in seinen Kopf. Sind die fünf anonymen Schwänze, die in seine Zelle eindringen und ihn mündlich gangbangen, echt oder sind sie Erfindungen seiner manischen, sexuellen Vorstellungskraft?
