Cross Ancient Egypt and Historic Havana and you have Clyve, a devilishly handsome caballero who reminded us of Arnold Vosloo’s title character in “The Mummy,” but happily for all of us, when our Arabian Knight was unwrapped, he did not shrivel up then get angry, he got harder and sexy and very eager to please. Clyve’s shaved head keeps the focus on those ultra-hypnotizing eyes that draw you in and keep you there. They take in a strong, square jawed masculine face that dazzles with a brilliant white smile that shows just a touch of a bad boy who has waited a long time to put his goods on display and is more than ready to make the most of this opportunity. With his twitching leg as the only hint of a first timer’s jitters, he strips off his shirt and quickly his jeans shortly thereafter, revealing a lean body with only a layer of buzzed hair between our lens and an inner freak about to be set free. The bulge of his tight black boxer briefs are stretched to their breaking point as he rubs his body like the chassis of a fine racing machine.