My Chest Slave

Within minutes of meeting me Kyle knew he had found the right master, after a small amount of resistance he was seduced by nothing more than just the thought of having his inferior boner between my massive muscle pecs.

He likes his muscle guys in a tight dress shirt, so I comply.

My pecs are bounced, they bounce themselves all the way out my shirt, then to my tiny thong.

I oil up, pumped and vascular and as LARGE as my bodybuilder frame has EVER been.

You get to see EXACTLY what I do to my slave boys, and how I drive them fucking crazy.

My pecs, nipples and cock. An irresistible combination for even the strongest of slave boys…