Max Born

Beneath the mask hides something darker than the mask itself. A broken soul, lost in emptiness. A twisted shadow wandering through the abandoned ruins. The silence there is never truly silent - whispers move through the dust, as if the walls themselves remember his presence. Legends say he carries with him the weight of a past too heavy to name, leaving only echoes in his wake. His name is whispered like a curse – he is the Chop Shop Guy!

Expect intense action where hands slip into every corner and things get crazy fast. No one leaves without a bang.

Spit and spray mix with full-on group fun—these guys are taking every thrill to the next level.

These young punks can’t resist the thrill – or each other. A hot car session leads to some deep-throat action, belly-spunk finish, and some raw ass-pounding action that’ll leave ‘em wanting more.

Rough hands all over, leading to full release with oils and raw moves – nothing held back here.

Max Born

He is a servant of the dark will. A beast without a soul with sharp teeth. Chained and fed with raw meat and young dicks. Scarred dread is feeding his soul hunger over the young chaps. He is so crazy that their fear makes him horny. Beware of him if he doesn’t get his portion of fear and fresh meat every day. The devil’s outcast, ejected forever from hell.