Skuff 3: Downright Wrong Coverman Jason Ridge finds himself in a dark sex club with hot sweaty muscle men wearing gas masks to conceal their identities. He's down on his knees choking on a huge uncut cock while another stud wearing a Russian WW 1 gas mask watches in the distance. Jason begs for water and the Russian steps forward with a boot full, grabs his head back, and forces him to drink the sweaty, musk-filled liquid straight from the boot. The two masks come off to reveal Christoph Scharff and Collin O'Neal who immediately tag team Ridge's freshly lubed mouth with their huge pricks. Next, they flip the scruffy Ridge onto his back so they can work him over. Collin preps his hole with his tongue and Christoph sucks on his cock, driving the stud crazy with anticipation of getting his butt fucked. They bend him over and pull a train, Jason fucking Christoph who fucks Collin. The camera pulls in underneath to show it all “ two big cocks going into to tight asses while Jason's dangles free, swinging to the rhythm of the thrusts, dripping with precum. The studs continue to fuck each other down and bust their nuts all over Ridge's back who stands up and lets his own fly across the room. Christoph Scharff fucked real good.

Thom Barron Calling Franco Potente is running through Berlin. He has only two hours to fuck Thom Barron. But in the sluttiest city in the world, new sex adventures are waiting around every corner! Masturbating hotdog vendors, razor-sharp hairdo's, fucking cellar punks, turned on gallery visitors, and a strip bar teeming with sex-crazed black men keeps him from reaching his goal. First, he falls into the trap of a sex psychopath, then he runs into a group of nasty skinheads. Every minute he is experiencing one Berlin sex revelation after the other. At the end, he is even run over by a taxi on the way to the toilet. When he finally meets up with his dream man Thom, his time is already up “ but what happens then is a dream come true. Watch Christoph Scharff fucking.