Man Up

Alessio Romero commands attention with tattoos snaking across his skin, his dark, rugged features sharpened by raw machismo. This stud cuts through the noise—he craves release, nothing more. His itch demands action. He grips his cock with feral urgency, spits into his palm for slick rhythm, hands pumping up and down the throbbing length. He loops the chain from his dog tags around his balls, blending sting with ecstasy. Breaths turn to pants, then a sharp yelp rips free as he erupts, spilling thick puddles of cum onto the carpet.