An older teen with rippling muscles and huge sexual equipment! The young man reflected back was about 19, at least 6'6" and a solid 200 pounds. He was still a ginger with copper red hair hanging to his shoulders, freckles and pale skin, and piercing green eyes. He wasn't ugly, more coarse-featured and maybe a little homely. Not that anyone would be looking at his face until he put some clothing on. He was literally hung like a horse, with the black sheathed cock and balls of a stallion. Come to think of it, clothing would not be much help, given the bulge he would have.
"So, you like?" The faun grinned up at him. "I do good work."
"Yeah!" Derrick was startled by his voice, which was deeper and resonated in his chest. "This is wicked! Can I really go out like this? I mean, showing it all?"
The faun looked shocked. "How could you even think of covering up a masterpiece like this?" Then he giggled. "You'll get a lot of stares, but I promise you won;t get in trouble. We encourage our work to be on display. Helps the other guests loosen up!"