Sawn Dawson

From the go, I’m counting toward ecstasy. We have yawning lats splayed across the bench as the chest looms above, pecs alternately bulging and broadening, adorned with enticing nips. Then the kid himself, a jock stud who’d catch my eye even without all that muscle. Built as he is, sexy & sleek (too bad about the graffiti), he’s tailor-made for fantasies hearkening back to college days, if only such a specimen had graced our dorm hallways and communal bathroom. The sideways views clinched it.

I’ve “watched” this video soooo many times.