When you’re part of a religious cult, it goes without saying that proselytising is all part of a hard day’s work – spreading your message to everyone that you meet and explaining how their lives could be made so much better if only they embraced your way of thinking. Which in Mark Fontana’s instance here means stopping your bicycle in the park to spend a few minutes sharing the good news to a rather forlorn-looking Vitali Kutcher. To Fontana’s eternal credit, he sure as hell works wonders – before you know it Kutcher is following him home to learn more about the work of the Mormon church. But it’s not very long before the religious aspect of this conversion has been sorely eclipsed by plain old lust, as the two fellows promptly fall into an embrace and begin to pull each other’s clothes off! At which point it’s the worship of the mighty phallus that very much takes centre stage; with both buddies enjoying a last supper of meaty, uncut dick, before Kutcher promptly begins to rim Fontana’s hungry little arsehole for all it’s worth. By this point, of course, any hope of Fontana maintaining his holier-than-thou persona has long since been tossed aside; and it almost comes as a relief when he finally parts his legs to accommodate a carnal conversion to raw anal action. Cue the delirious sight of him interchanging between riding and deep-throating Kutcher’s violently erupting member; as he finally abandons his crisp white shirt (and his last vestige of saintly dignity), before jerking out a thick wad of creamy spunk out of his upturned shaft all over Kutcher’s tongue!