There must be something in the corn these Ohio men eat because they’re built like oxen. Bandana Bandit was no exception, with his muscular upper body, well-developed legs, and thick, muscular ass. Feeling his hard, powerful body grinding up on me gave me chills, and my dick was harder than an iron rod. The best part was fucking him in missionary on an ottoman, with him reaching up and squeezing my pecs. Rule of thumb: if you squeeze my pecs, it makes taking my dick even more enjoyable. Who’s next?

It’s a rare thrill to collide with another thick-chested muscle god who can match my size and hunger. I flew over 2,000 miles just to feel Nick’s massive, fur-covered pecs against mine — and the second our bodies met, it was pure electricity. His broad, hairy chest is a masterpiece, and we couldn’t keep our hands — or mouths — off each other. Every inch of our swollen pecs was worshipped, teased, and devoured. We stayed rock-hard throughout, lost in the heat of raw muscle lust. But the climax? Watching those heavy pecs bounce as I drove my load deep into his tight, hairy hole — unforgettable.