Besides the fact that Zack is an attractive, bearded, well-hung muscle stud, what boners me out about this scene is that it takes place somewhere other than the bedroom or a couch. And that there are tools everywhere.
It definitely has to do with the fact that as I boy I found dirty magazines in my father’s tool shed and would go out there to masturbate. The fact that I could get caught and the dark, oily smell of the tool shed made the experience sleazily addictive.
To this day, I still get majorly aroused whenever I’m in a room full of hand tools…