Migs is the perfect palette for Champ Robinson's work of art – a blank canvas begging to be doused with colour, ripped by lust and joy. Robinson's cock is a thing of beauty, a canvas of muscle and power. Thick with tension, all we hear during his pounding of Migs are the slaps of flesh on flesh. This is a scene that's visually a banquet and a celebration of the errant beauty of desire.

Vision X

Champ Robinson

Migs