
Paddy O’Brian, Justin Jett, & Jack Bandit Do It On The Court
Paddy O’Brian, Justin Jett, and Jack Bandit are simply gorgeous in their sensational threesome for MEN, Smashing On The Court. This may be the first gay porn shot on a tennis court, or at least we can’t think of any other video like it. And we have to say it – Paddy O’Brian, Justin Jett, and Jack Bandit are all very sexy, much sexier than the sexiest tennis players.
The tennis court crackles with tension as Justin Jett glares at his clueless blind date, whose every swing sends the ball careening into the net. Paddy O’Brian smirks from across the court, his husband Jack Bandit’s eyes locked on Justin’s sweat-slicked chest. “Partner swap?” Paddy calls, sauntering over. Justin’s date huffs, storming off the court as Paddy’s hand lands on Justin’s shoulder.
Jack doesn’t wait for permission. He drops to his knees behind Justin, tongue diving into his crack while Paddy unzips Justin’s shorts, freeing his thick cock. “Eyes on the prize,” Jack growls, rimming Justin’s hole as Paddy feeds him his shaft. Justin’s knees buckle, his moans echoing across the empty court.
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The threesome escalates fast. Paddy bends Justin over the net post, Jack’s cock thrusting into his throat. Justin gags, spit dripping onto the clay as Paddy spits on his hole and rams in raw. “Fuck—tight,” Paddy grunts, his hips snapping. Jack pulls Justin’s head back, slapping his cock across his face. “Open.”
They spit-roast him next, Paddy’s cock buried in Justin’s ass while Jack fucks his mouth. Justin’s hands claw at the chain-link fence, his body a trembling bridge between the husbands. Paddy flips him onto his back, legs hooked over his shoulders, and drills him missionary-style. Jack stradd Justin’s face, grinding his ass onto his tongue.
The train forms last—Jack plunging into Paddy, who’s still balls-deep in Justin. Their rhythm is brutal, sweat-slick skin slapping as Justin’s cock jerks untouched, cum streaking his abs. Paddy pulls out just in time, his load joining Jack’s on Justin’s beard, thick strands dripping onto the court.
Justin licks his lips, grinning up at the husbands. “Rematch tomorrow?”