Generous piehole with room for expansionA word of advice to Mr. Aiken: Discretion. He looks like he's wearing vibrating panties and they're stuck on full throttle. Spamalot indeed. It's no wonder he had trouble keeping his cruising ways under wraps.
This photo was actually taken at one of those sidewalk handprint ceremonies, like Mann's Chinese Theater without the $15,000 upfront fee.
Despite his about-to-climax-messily face, Clay claims he's so busy with Spamalot that he never gets out to enjoy the city nightlife, and says he has no sexual urges. "The only reason people go to bars is to get drunk and have sex," says Clay. "To me, bars are what hell is like."
I wonder how many times he got his head flushed down the toilet after they were done with him.