I was hanging out at Eastern Bloc on Wednesday and starting talking to two guys, one of whom intoduced himself as Spike. I did a quick mental accounting, but decided it was not the Spike since he was sporting blonde hair. Didn't take long to get to the subject of porn though, and he revealed his true identity. I shouldn't even say "revealed" though: he was neither shy nor reticent about his porn glory days and when he busted out stills to show me on his cell phone, his bff groaned and told me "This happens every time we go out...".
Spike doesn't fit into the hairy daddy archetype I usually go for, but he has the distinction in being in one of my all time favorite scenes, from "Billy Herrington's Body Shop". It's a little fetishy but not in a scat or rubber way. It involves spike lovingly licking Billy Herrington's chest which I could watch all day. He then gets a hand job from Billy that I swear shoots ten feet. What, no fucking? Yeah I know. For some reason licking a bodybuilder's chest then getting jerked off by him sets my loins ablaze.
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