Johnny B. welcomes us into his world with his familiar sneer and snicker, and a little trash talk with his new pal Jake about the “nutty” and “crazy bitches” in the porn they’re watching. These dudes are extremely well matched, both physically and temperamentally. It’s not long before Johnny is reaching for Jake’s fleshy uncut cock, asking with mock innocence, “What have we here?” Shirtless on the couch (Johnny is probably the hairiest Defiant boy; Jake is smooth), there’s some patient side-by-side jacking off, until Johnny says, “Let’s see what I can do for you,” and then Jake, on his way to taking Johnny’s cock in his mouth, promises, “I think I can make it grow.” Standing, so that Jake has easier access to his cock and can better lick the head and the balls, Johnny praises his efforts on his behalf: “That’s good shit!” Jake keeps up the good work, demonstrating some impressive hand and mouth coordination. Before long, Johnny is announcing that he’s “getting close” and then popping a creamy nut in Jake’s face. They share the protein with a kiss. Now it’s Jake’s turn, as Johnny tells him before praising his endowment (“You got a big fuckin’ cock”) and laying down a challenge (“Think you can shoot it into your face?”). Johnny and Jake double team Jake’s cock, with Johnny getting a little nastier in his encouragement: “Squirt that shit. Hit your face. Come on, you can do it.” He can’t. But he can and does pump out a creamy load, eat as much as he can scoop up, and share it with Johnny with a kiss. “Gotta eat it all,” Johnny insists, “It’s for dinner.”