Having just added candle number 30 to his last birthday cake, Jay Armstrong is a new member of the round table. Jay started out life as a good ‘ole country boy and traces of that back-home-twang still resonate in the big helping of this all-grown-up southern gent. Jay has crammed his three decades with a wide variety of stops along the way, including stints in the navy, on stage as a dancer, a handful of porn films, and a brand new entry to his resume—that of a boyfriend. Though generally on the receiving end, Jay’s new role as a partner included a role as a top as well, and he said it was his hubby’s heiney that he fantasized about when he shot his load. Speaking of loads, the nuclear-injected sperm bomb he shot well over his head and closer to the ceiling then the floor lays testament to the fine form that man’s ass must take, but we are getting a little ahead of ourselves here because how Jay got to critical mass is half the fun. Quickly tossing off his army cap, we see the serpents inked into his forearm...