Dominican muscles with long, coal-black Samson hair, Anthony is dripping in that laid back Latin machismo that oozes with the quiet confidence of a man who is packing plenty of heat south of the border. Slipping off his red wifebeater, a gold medallion finding a perfect nest in a small briar patch of hair between his wide pecs and over his flat stomach, he flexes his arms for us, showing pumped, rounded biceps built from hard labor, not just pumping iron. Opening his jeans and flashing a dazzling white smile, the round lump in the center of his shorts was definitely flexed as well, and ready for some hard pumping of its own.

The more naked he became, the more at ease he seemed. Anthony is a man who was more than ready to put on a show, and having the camera aimed right at his crotch was a powerful turn-on for him. He shimmies down the waistband, giving us the first glimpse of a cock that lived up to its promise and more. . .