Jason Formcheck

As a teen, I knew guys who lifted in their garages, shirtless, barefoot, sweaty in the summer. Though none ever got so big, the memory still thrills to this day. Seeing this gorgeous man beefed to the max in a similar setting pushes all my buttons, an ideal personification of an enduring fantasy. He is completely scrumptious all around, but the side view puts me on the orgasm express, via the sensuous curves from his thick upper body down past jutting glutes, swelling hams to sturdy calves.