The hawt solar rays, beat down on a sun-drenched vineyard in wine country. Overheated, Damien Crosse takes a well-deserved break from plowing, and needs to unleash his swollen bladder filled with piss. Working nearby, Chris Porter is more than ready to be Damiens piss receptacle. Chris drops eagerly to his knees, anticipating Damiens steady piss stream from his thick rock-hard cock. Damien soaks Chris face and clothes, giving Porter liquid relief from the dry heat. Chris thirstily sucks the last drops from Damiens thick chap pipe, and continues to suck the urine-coated knob as Damien spits in his face. Now well lubricated, Crosse begins fucking Porters throat. Letting loose a full torrent of piss, coating Chris throat, as he takes it all in. With Chris now willing to return the favor, the piss pigs exchange kneeling and standing positions. Chris urine covers Damiens face and mouth, dripping down to soak his unshaved chiseled chest. Damien proceeds to chow down on Porters penis, sucking, and licking a weenie covered, with spit and piss. The 2 trade off, taking turns pissing on each other, until Damien takes charge and bends the work boy over a table. Spitting on his crack, Damien shoves his thick man-meat mercilessly into Porters hole. Porter takes it, a mixture of pain and enjoyment are reviled on his face, as he gets the fuck hes been waiting for. Damien picks up speed, and begins to power fuck the smaller dude. With an unrelenting wank, Damiens tool digs deep on Chris hole, as he pounds it harder and harder. Crosse then flips Porter over to fuck him missionary, but not before he unloads another round of piss, soaking Chris body fully. Chris joins in, and releases his own river, soaking himself, now already glistening under the sunlight. Damien shoves his ramrod in yet again, and pounds Chris to orgasm. Still building to finish, Damien continues to fuck Chris, suddenly pulling out his fuck tool, to shoot his thick white load over Chris cum and urine-stained shirt.