Extreme. Samir is not beautiful. Misha is. What Samir does to Misha in this inventive thrashing is its own form of beauty. From the first unexpected blow on his back through hundreds of strokes, Misha embraces a whirlwind of random, unpredictable pain. Misha’s trim body from his feet to his eye-popping biceps, shoulders and back take it all. Through it, Misha is immersed in Samir’s torment. There is no fear. He watches every stroke until Samir is done with him. It is sexy. It is awesome. It is hot, hot, hot!

Extreme. Samir is not beautiful. Misha is. What Samir does to Misha in this inventive thrashing is its own form of beauty. From the first unexpected blow on his back through hundreds of strokes, Misha embraces a whirlwind of random, unpredictable pain. Misha’s trim body from his feet to his eye-popping biceps, shoulders and back take it all. Through it, Misha is immersed in Samir’s torment. There is no fear. He watches every stroke until Samir is done with him. It is sexy. It is awesome. It is hot, hot, hot!