In the dim glow of a neon sign, Pat, a rugged, tattooed man, finds himself alone with a stranger in a seedy motel room. The two exchange hungry glances, their eyes locked as they strip each other bare. Pat's thick, veiny cock tents his boxers, eager for release. The stranger, a lean, hungry creature, drops to his knees, eager to service the throbbing meat. Pat grunts, thrusting his hips forward, fucking the stranger's face. The room fills with the sloppy sounds of wet, eager sucking and the slap of flesh against flesh.