Make no mistake: Noah is a dominant top, and he’s hung like a fantasy you didn’t know you had. Thick, heavy, uncut—when he eases those grey Calvin Kleins down, his cock springs free, veiny and already leaking, curving slightly upward like it was designed to hit that spot that makes you see stars.

He knows exactly how big he is, and he loves watching your reaction the first time you wrap your hand (or mouth) around it and realize you can’t close your fingers.

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Raised between Lyon and Paris, Noah spent teenage summers on nvde beaches along the Côte d’Azur, learning early that bodies are for pleasure and his was built to give it. No tan lines, no shame—just smooth golden skin and a c0ck that drew stares even then.

He started teasing his followers at 16 with shirtless stories, but by 18 the private content became legendary: late-night videos of him stroking himself slowly in the mirror, low French moans filling the audio as he edges closer, daring you to imagine it’s your throat he’s about to claim.

In bed, Noah is pure controlled filth. He’ll back you against the cool tile of his shower, water cascading over both of you, one strong hand pinning your wrists above your head while the other guides that thick head between your cheeks.

He takes his time—teasing, pressing, stretching—whispering in that smoky accent, “Relax for me… you’re going to take every inch.”

When he finally sinks in, it’s deep, deliberate strokes that leave you gasping, his hips snapping forward until you’re trembling and begging for more.

He loves the power play: making you kneel in his Montmartre bedroom, dog tags swinging against his chest as he feeds you his c0ck inch by inch, eyes never leaving yours. Or flipping you onto your stomach, spreading you open, and fvcking you so thoroughly the headboard rattles, and your voice is hoarse from crying out his name.

He’s young, but his stamina is brutal—round after round, pulling out only to flip you over and start again, finishing wherever he damn well pleases: across your back, down your throat, or deep inside while he growls against your neck.