Bo Sinn Shows Manuel Skye the Price of Arrogance on Men.com

Don’t Judge a Potential Pick-up Based on His Facial Tattoos.

Everything you’ve ever heard about Canadians being polite but dull is wrong, wrong, completely wrong! Men.com has totally rewired my brain and my libido where Canadian men-loving-men are concerned. There is nothing dull about Bo Sinn, and Men.com knows that. It’s why they hired him. Because they knew he’d be fully capable of “Fucking Up the Snob,” which he does with style and aplomb.

Unless we’re model perfect, we’ve likely been where Bo finds himself; on the receiving end of some cast shade. In Bo’s case, he’s heavily tattooed, including a considerable amount of questionable ink on his face. This does not sit well with the more traditionally macho gay appearing Manuel Skye when he gets cruised by Bo with a slap to his ass. Instead of simply shaking his head and walking away, Manuel decides to be as big a dick as he has in his pants. “I don’t fuck with dogs,” he says with a sneer and walks away in disgust.

There’s no reason to be rude, although I personally would prefer that strangers not slap me on the ass out of nowhere to signal their attraction. Even a guy with bad tattoos and a mullet deserves some respect.

When Bo gets home, he calls a gal pal who brings her color palette over to his apartment for some concealment revenge prep. After his facial tats are covered, he slips into a nice suit. He still looks rough, but he’s a dapper kind of rough now. Later, he’s cased out by Manuel, the only other man in the building, apparently. This time, the snobby Manuel likes what he sees, so he invites Bo over for “a drink.”

The drink appears to be on the back of a loveseat, because that’s where Manuel places Bo, smack dab up against a piece of art. I think we can safely say that Manuel likey what he sees now that it doesn’t have as much art attached. And, like Superman, Clark Kent, and the presence of eyeglasses, Bo is entirely unidentifiable now that his face is flesh-colored. Maybe it’s not Bo’s face that Manuel is enchanted by, since he’s had an opportunity to see the bulge in the man’s trouser leg. “That’s a huge cock,” Manuel observes in surprise before nuzzling them through the fabric.

The love affair only gets more intense when Manuel extracts Bo’s ginormous member for sucking. He deepthroats like a dream, sputters, gags, slobbers, and tongues his foreskin. What I hope he doesn’t do is stain the trouser fabric.

Suddenly Bo stands up and opens what I’m assuming is supposed to be a can of beer. It looks like someone recently shook it up because when he opens it, he winds up wearing it. Manuel, the consummate host, is mortified. He scrambles to find a hand towel to clean his date off with and, once he’s located one and put it to work, is once again mortified to realize whose cock he’s been sucking. “It’s you,” he exclaims.

“Shut the fuck up and suck my dick,” Bo responds. “I know you like it.”

With that, Bo strips out of his wet clothing and Manuel gets on his knees to finish noisily slobbering on his raging manhood. It isn’t difficult to bring him back to Bo’s Lorum piercing and the balls behind it. “It’s so big,” Manuel says in awe, pointing out the blindingly obvious. Having heard it before, Bo’s ready to sample some of the tasty treat he clearly intends on fucking blind once he has the chance. He gets Manuel onto the loveseat on his knees and tears the seat of his bike shorts open, revealing a juicy and deliciously muscled ass.

And bang! They’re banging! There appears to be a small white square of cotton bandage or some such on Manuel’s right butt cheek. Bo is an aggressive top, getting into a half stance on the loveseat with his bottom crouched over, hand beneath him feeling the stranger’s dick work back and forth. After much grunting, Manuel confesses to a desire for Bo’s cock in his mouth again and they quickly both become naked and return to sucking and stroking.

Both men are impressively muscled and watching their individual power vie for superiority is breathtaking at times. They’re not much for conversation anymore, although Manuel does occasionally make comments like, “That’s a fucking good dick.” Such a good dick that the camera keeps coming in close to show it at work.

Bo isn’t finished “Fucking Up the Snob” yet, so he gets him on his back for some solid finishing thrusts. Manuel frantically motions to him for a finger to suck and Bo perhaps unwittingly sends a message by serving up his middle finger. This turns into a fist in time. Manuel must love it because he has an awesome ejaculation even while still being dicked.

He shoots up his entire body, spattering his pecs and leaving a spot next to his face on the loveseat. And it keeps coming and coming! This must be an amazing sensation for Bo, because it leads to him dropping a load inside of his snobby butt buddy. “Push it out! Push it out,” he insists, and the camera gets in close so we can see the ooey gooey stuff pour back out before Bo shoves it back in with his dick. “You’re my bitch now,” he concludes. “See you tomorrow.”

Ah, modern romance.

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