I freely admit that I’m a size queen, so this scene from All-American Heroes didn’t exactly fit the bill.
I wanted to post it, however, because there’s something supremely dirty about the interaction. Check out the look on tatted up Christopher’s face. I wish I could read his mind.
Speak, Christopher, speak!
Whenever I have a chance to get to the ocean, I make it a point to take sunrise and sunset walks on the beach.
Because you never know who might be doing what around the next beach umbrella!
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I’ve always had a thing for Nate Karlton. He’s in the DGB pantheon of male perfection. And Brenden Cage ain’t nothin’ to sneeze at neither.
I’ve gotta get back on set and work myself into some scenes with these guys. First, to the gym!
Despite the scintillating warm-up banter, these are two great tastes that look great together… it’s Seth Fisher and Glen Woods.
I really think these guys need a third man in the middle. Me!
I don’t know why, but suddenly I’ve got the urge to go camping…
Maybe it has to do with the tent in my pants!
Starring stocky strawberry-blonde Adam Faust giving some well-deserved leathery applause (in the form of a hardcore ass-fisting) to tall drink of piggy bottom (and occasional Woody Harrelson impersonator) Mason Garet.
The real Woody Harrelson:
It’s scene one of Spread Eagle…
Or as I call it, just another Thursday afternoon at the LA Eagle!
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Alex Marte has really grown on me over the last year. Regrettably his body hair is trimmed in recently released shoots, but the way this Italian bull pounds a perfect bottom like Ben Brown?
Well, just listen for yourself.
(And that’s one helluva cover-up tattoo, Alex!)