The afternoon sun casts a golden glow over Chaco's naked body as he lounges on the bed, his hand slowly pumping his stiff cock. The heat of the day and the solitude of siesta have driven him to the brink of desperation. His mind is filled with images of the cabalgata, the rhythmic motion of the horses, the sweat-soaked bodies of the riders. He wants to be filled, to feel a cock pounding into him, claiming him. He wants to be a good little siesta slut, taking every inch, begging for more. He wants to be used, to be fucked hard and deep, to be left panting and spent, a mess of sweat and cum. And he's not going to stop until he gets exactly what he wants.