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I super like how this YCH came out, the world needs more Russ in it!
Once a year, Russ travels to the center of medical research in the western hemisphere and capital of the Mejican Empire, Tenochtitlan, to be poked and prodded at by an assortment of neurologists. Although he used to be excited to fly when he was little, any more it just seems like a massive hassle, or at least it did until he somehow convinced his parents to let him fly all by himself. Fiercely independent in spite of his understandably overprotective parents, Russ had mostly asked as a joke and couldn't believe they went along with it. Of course, his aunt and uncle are going to meet him at the airport, but he'll take what he can get.
Pictured: On a mostly empty red eye flight it's unlikely anybody is going to notice if you're not wearing pants, right? Russ shows off his fully operational (and Extremely Handsome) wolf weiner, although to whom remains a mystery, although informed sources believe it may be a studly, snooty borzoi boy.
Not pictured: Russ gets a blowjob so good that he claims it made his legs stop working.