Forgotten Treasures 2

A sextet of hookups (two threeways, four duos) that had previously been kept under lock-and-key in the fabled BelAmi vaults featuring a hefty menu of fan-favorite studs.

The action opens with a traditional BelAmi photosession on a rooftop that leads to a vigorous JO session. The studs are affable and relaxed in behind-the-scenes footage. This time it’s beefy, stoic Vadim Farrell; slender, glasses-clad Jason Clark; and spectacular blond beauty Zac DeHaan, who dominates the box cover art. After the photos, they cram onto a narrow bench with their arms around each other’s shoulders and jack their thick cocks to completion.

Jim Kerouac and longtime BelAmi matinee idol Ariel Vanean, both lean with gorgeous swimmers’ physiques, share a friendly, slurpy chemistry as they kiss and suck cock until Vanean sprays seed all over Kerouac’s abs. A frisky Julien Hussey joins them to make it a threesome. Both men fuck him in multiple positions and the wondrous Hussey takes every thrust with a smile on his sensuous lips.

Rhys Jagger and Harris Hilton are an eye-popping pair of stunners; they seem to share actual physical chemistry as they kiss and roll around in bed. Hilton, blond and blue-eyed, appears to particularly enjoy being serviced. Jagger, with his wry grin and handsome, angular features, takes control and expertly brings Hilton to the brink and jacks out a stream of cum that shoots across his torso. Jagger’s cumshot is equally voluminous and he maintains alpha energy even as the young studs flip-fuck.

Kerouac returns to dominate slender, cute Claude Sorel, who is reading a book when his studly friend appears. Kerouac, handsome as ever, grins and maintains eye contact and fully powers their sexplay, virtually eating him alive.

Elsewhere, poor Dario Dolce has a small accident and shows off a few stitches above his right eyebrow to Farrell. Dolce is painfully adorable with a young bodybuilder’s physique. His famed erotic hunger seems to really turn Farrell’s crank and they share a wanton sexual chemistry that raises the heat level considerably. Farrell, especially, fucks Dolce sideways and the latter jerks off and splashes his own face with seed.

Alex Orioli and Colin Hewitt rush through their yard work so they can hook up. They’re both similarly smooth, muscled and brunet with a goofy chemistry. They’re equally proficient and all-business with their sexplay; Hewitt is a good bottom for Orioli and easily keeps pace with the legendary BelAmi cocksman.