Twenty-eight years ago, a man by the name of Scott Roberts posed for Hot Male Review. Since I was still a toddler back then, I have absolutely no recollection of this photo shoot. But that doesn't mean I can’t appreciate a hot man when I see him. Especially if he’s a raging power bottom with a healthy appetite for cock…
Scott wrote the following in the magazine:
“I love the feeling of a hot man as his cock is sliding in and out of my butt, fucking me harder and harder while he kisses me… I like to squeeze my hole for him. I like to squeeze it ’til I hear him moaning with the pleasure of fucking a tight, clenching cunt. I like the feeling of his balls slapping against my cheeks.”
Obviously, this boy was the pinnacle of innocence. Does anyone have a time machine? Because I’d like to travel back to 1986, and pound Scott’s hungry hole until he collapses in exhaustion. I may not be the “hot blond stud” he describes in his fantasy, but I’d like to think he’d make an exception for someone from the future.