Back on shore, Scott heads for a harbor shop run by Rik Jammer, a goateed skinhead who is more than eager to service his vagabond friend. Their body-slamming set-to churns from tender kissing, through an endurance contest in which Scott tortures Jammerβs eraser tits, to a demanding fisting session in which Jammer proves himself to be a supremely confident, consummate bottom. Here, Scott delivers another prolific cum shot before leaving, only momentarily fulfilled, to head back to the ship.