Let’s be quite honest here, is there anyone who looks sexy whilst running? Why, even someone of Brad Pitt’s calibre would probably look worse for wear whilst pacing the cobbles of Prague. So look on the opening few minutes of this scene – featuring Roman Smid and Erik Franke in their rather unappealing jogging-gear – as just a mild distraction to the main action that follows. For having undertaken a hardcore cardiovascular workout out on the streets, the two would-be Olympians crash out at Sven Laarson’s place, where their horny host immediately puts them through their sexual paces! Initially, the action is seen through the eyes of blond-boy Laarson, as Smid and the diminutive Franke kiss and fondle for his apparent entertainment. But it’s not long before director John Smith engages in a more traditional method of filming – at which point the ensuing threesome takes on a more familiar (and arguably increasingly heated) nature. Indeed, within a few moments Laarson is feasting on all that hard flesh that has come running (quite literally) to his door; before he reaches for a plastic “dog-tail” and thrusts the toy into Franke’s eager little ass-hole. Inspired, the fellow is soon taking his turn to be “doggy”; then pushes Franke over the sofa and gives his petite pal the kind of raw, animalistic fuck he surely needs and deserves! Cue a fantastic ball-bustin’ threesome that culminates in a pile-on fuck-fest – Smid fucking Laarson fucking Franke – and which eventually results in Franke getting a absolutely terrific face-load of jizz from both his filthy mates!