Mario Triullo in Circlejerkboys Varsity Blues September 08, 2006 Gay Porn

It was a little over a year ago after we first met a sexy boxer with two or three tats Mario, a hot body and a thick tasty slab of cock. Mario is that rare kind of Latin heart breaker that is effortlessly macho and can be blessed with the capacity to deliver some of the nastiest dirty talk we have ever heard though it’s the most casual of talks. That is one thing which remains unchanged during the previous year and as the face is just as handsome and cock just as large and thick and hungry, the entire body between has been changed to a pumped, ripped picture of what perfect muscularity is all about: perfectly balanced, amazingly lean and constructed to prominence without being developed. He opens his shirt, showing off the deep ridges of his buttocks, as his palms continue and catch that swollen cock in his trousers from testimony to the fact our Man Mario is far from just all talk, but ready for action.Our Latin Casanova stares directly into the camera with those deep brown bedroom eyes, hitting in his shorts and massaging place right under his balls, commenting on how great his personal touch is which makes him feel. He lies back on the couch, his cock starting to swell under that bush that is hot and steps out of his shorts. His balls hang between these meaty thighs and are hairless and dark. A hand over Mario and hand significant grumbling is stone hard, slapping his meat from his stomach. With deep, lusty moans, he rubs nips and his pecs while maintaining a tight stroke . Pump it. . .ya got to pump it difficult! That is 1 guy who knows the way to coax each ounce of enjoyment out of his penis and as he spreads his legs wide and rubs once again under his balls, we can not help but wonder whether he does not have some untapped enjoyment zones around the reverse side as well. Lying on his belly, lifting as if he was fucking a girl, his bum is a sight to behold. Mario even reaches and slaps his own ass cheeks, and ever so immediately awakens them open, letting his finger tip fast graze across the opening as if he wasn’t sure we would notice or more likely, many deliberately, knowing how much it would turn us on to observe a straight guy flirting with the sensation of his own hole. He stares directly into the camera, then flashing his tongue, then begins to pound furiously away at his prick, until the head is blood red, his balls are swollen and with his legs visibly tremblinghe awakens.