An abandoned, graffiti-covered barn on the outskirts of a French village. Picwik is leaning against a wall, waiting expectantly. This tattooed, red-haired guy is feeling aroused and ready for some seriously racy sex with the guy waiting in the next room. Foutrator’s face is covered by a sinister bandana, like a super-villain in a comic book. Nobody can know what he is like. He walks slowly – but with intent – towards Picwik before pulling his cock out of his army cargo pants and unzipping his leather jacket to reveal a tanned, incredibly sculpted torso.
[JS] – Picwik and Foutrator
