The boy and the man...Clean cut, incredibly tan and toned Derek Fox appears in ass-hugging orange speedos, sensually stroking his smooth, swollen biceps. As he spreads his legs wide to stretch those tense, glossy muscles, you'll be wishing he'd wrap those glorious thighs around your head for a long, hard squeeze. As he lowers his masculine frame to perform some perfectly executed pushups, badass Drake Wild bounds into the ring with all the energy of a horny little puppy about to go for a walk. "So this is what I'm wrestling, huh?" he challenges, making the much bigger man laugh. Who could blame him? Wild is a fantasy in boyish charm, but at first glance he's got nothing on the bulging physique of his opponent. Wild is small, slim, wiry, with a rope-like musculature that begs to be worshiped by touch or by tongue, but when stared down by burly Fox, one can't help wondering if he's just a bit insane for taking on this swarthy tiger.
Directed by Ron Sexton
