These two dreamboat graduates of Sean Cody's cattle farm have fucked each other before, but the ruddy top, Berke Banks, hasn't sucked cock on film until now. The bottom is none other than Wooftastic Paul Wagner.

Paul, a confirmed real-life homo, has the creamy hulk-torso of a man who lifts things like lumber and fishing equipment rather than dumbbells and protein mango smoothies. But look -- he's wearing a shirt through the entire scene! At first we thought it was a risky move for Hot House to cover up Paul's unbelievable body, but then we realized that there was brilliance here:

Paul's covered torso tells us a story. He plays a working man -- still on the clock -- who is so eager to take a dick up his hole that he can't be bothered to remove his clothes. And why should he? Just so you can ogle? Don't be rude. Which brings us to the sweat stain accumulating around his armpits. I can't take our eyes off it. Like any fetish, Paul's armpit becomes an isolated concept, an object to worship, and the shirt only adds to its mystique. His underarm presses against the fabric like a bulge presses against tight underwear, pit sweat leaking like pre-cum. Speaking of which, these guys shoot geyser-like loads. You'll have to watch the scene for that, but there's some hardcore shots after the jump.