With his athletic physique and fine, toned muscles, young Rob Nielsen makes for the perfect boxer. What’s more, there’s a distinct air of arrogance about him in this scene that only adds to the persona of sporting prowess; and whilst his apparent contempt for Martin Rivers’ interruption at the start of the action might seem a little uncouth, there’s no doubt that his performance as an alpha-male will go down a real treat with a huge section of our fan-base. Indeed, is there any gay guy alive who won’t be at least slightly overawed by his presence in the opening moments? Certainly Rivers struggles when confronted face-to-face with the fellow’s demands, that’s for sure; and soon finds himself down between the guy’s thighs in return for a signature on a much-needed contract. Not that a lad like Nielsen is ever set to be content with a blow-job – no matter how good his buddy’s mouth might be! – and it surely comes as no surprise to anyone that he is soon tipping Rivers onto all fours so that he can give the boy’s tight, hairless pucker a thorough examination. What ensues, of course, is predictable stuff, with Nielsen first rimming the inviting hole, then stuffing every inch of his thick, meaty shaft deep inside his mate’s guts. All the same, the sight of Nielsen’s bulkier, darker frame bearing down on the young twink really is a sight of rare beauty; and there’s every good chance that you’ll have shot your appreciative load long before Rivers blasts his mid-fuck. Just don’t pull the plug before you have enjoyed the sight of Nielsen signing off by dumping all over Rivers’ face!