The other day I walk into my studio and find a pair of big blue eyes and a bright white smile waiting for me. Fresh out of the marines, tribal tattoos, and a faux-hawk to boot, I had a small slice of young America ready to bare it all for me. Behind that pretty exterior was a young man with a few experiences of his own under his belt. Kade and a jerk-off buddy of his even roped a sailor into coming along and joining in a suck-fest 3-way! Confident Kade knows he has what it takes to be a real man's man. What happens in the bedroom, stays in the bedroom...just like the marine base! All joking falls wayside when Kade gets to work on his cock. He pulls out a nice thick knob with a set of large egg sized nuts and starts stroking it's gentle curve to the left. Neither of us can take our eyes off the throbbing schlong, the poor kid was about to go cross-eyed he was concentrating so hard. All that work came to a head when Kade came all over his chest tattoo, gave a sigh of relief, and told me how good it was. I know Kade, I know.