Synopsis

Some bruthaz are just packing Jurassic Park size dick. That they hang out in the Dawgpound, lusting after big, bubblicious, boy-booty is cool with us. Sexy, muscular Ian (Bed)Rock is happy to share his prodigious talents. For Python, Mr. Dick himself, duty (or is it booty?) calls. And when the caller is Sarge (Damn, if Sarge was a fraternity he be called, “FOINE!, FOINE!, FOINE!”) Python’s packing exactly the kind of trouble he loves. Good thing Soulja got plenty of dick cuz both Tower (packing major pipe too) and Seduction want it. U$H got enough dick for... Well, he got a lot of dick, no hype necessary. He got a dick that'll split a brutha wide open, and Krave got a booty-hole made for dick. These two came to fuck. When Izzy whipped out that long, thick piece, M Don didn't stand a chance. Don't think he minded though, brutha wanted some hard, deep fuck’n and that's just what he got.