Guzman knows the power he holds in every flex, every glance, every slow tug of his deep blue rubber speedo. Standing tall, sun-kissed and dripping with confidence, he’s built like temptation itself—abs carved, hips sharp, muscles tensed, all leading your eyes straight to the glossy, impossibly tight latex stretched over his perfect body. The speedo hugs every inch, every bulge, every curve, making it a sin to look away.
He grins, mischief in his eyes as he toys with the waistband, pulling it just enough to tease, to make you wonder what’s next. The front leaves nothing to the imagination—every detail highlighted, every line defined, the rubber clinging in all the right places. But Guzman isn’t content with just one view. Turn him around and you’ll find the back is every bit as breathtaking: latex cupping and lifting those sculpted glutes, the shine drawing attention to every curve, daring you to choose a favorite.
It’s almost impossible—front or back? That bulging promise at the front, or the irresistible, tight perfection at the back? Or maybe, just maybe, you’re greedy enough to want both, to drink in every angle and every inch, to worship him from head to toe, every side a different fantasy. Guzman loves the attention, thrives on your hunger, and wants you to comment, to choose, to confess exactly what part drives you wildest.
So, are you captivated by the front, or do you need to get behind him and lose yourself in the back—or is the only right answer both?
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If Guzman was right in front of you, would you feast your eyes on the bulge, get behind for that perfect view, or give in and demand both? Tell him which side you crave most and why—he’s waiting to see who’s brave enough to choose!
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