There are two schools of thought when it comes to sex. One camp believes its the top whos in charge, because hes the one fucking. The other camp argues the bottom is in charge, because without the bottom, tops simply wouldnt have a hole to fuck. Its kinda like, which came first, the chicken or the egg. Well, were not about to open up that can of worms and we dont know if this scene with Atlas Grant and Brian Bonds will finally lay the argument to rest about tops and bottoms. All we know is that Brian, who makes a good top, makes one hell of an aggressive bottom! Clad in boots and leather gear, hes hanging out and chilling in a sling, drinking his head. The scruffy blond sex whore soon calls for beefy, hairy muscle bear, Atlas, to serve him more. But mead isnt the only thing on Brians mind. He needs cock. He lets out his inner whore -- though, truth be told it wasnt that well-hidden -- and gives Atlas a rash of commands, bossing him around and getting Atlas to suck his cock AND his hole. Yes, we do mean sucking his hole, not just rimming. Youll be able to tell by the piggy, wonderfully nasty sounds they make. Speaking of sounds, youll swear Atlas and Brian are doing mor