The bartender is an unusual creature. Frequently hot and handsome yet disturbingly aloof, bartenders strike a balance between showmanship, seduction, and pouring a good stiff drink. They have to. They work for tips. The allure of the bartender — especially to gay men — is akin to the allure of a straight man. Approachable but unobtainable. In fact, there’s such a mystique surround the bartender that movies and songs have been written about him, and Atlas Grant fits the bill. Hot and handsome. Hairy and deliciously hung. He’s approachable but aloof. Except for tonight. While on his shift, during a slow night, Marc Giacomo walks in and they leave us to wonder, was this a former trick? Did they date? Maybe things didn’t work out between them but they decided to remain friends? Whatever the deal between Marc and Atlas, there’s no doubt that the have sexual chemistry. And like the drink Atlas serves, the non-stop bareback action that follows — so thick and heavy you can almost smell them sweat — is on the house. Tip included.
When Alex Hawk forgets his towel at his local sex club, the hairy, meaty attendant, Marc Giacomo, does the nice thing and brings it to him. That’s when he realizes he’s standing before none other than the cock pig of Marc’s dreams. The connection is instant and the bearded, hunky fucker soon has his fat uncut dick down Alex’s throat. Alex, who’s more on the petite side, takes on Marc’s thick cock in a steamy bareback fuck that leaves them sweaty and breathless but sated and happy. OINK!