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Derrick Pierce

Derrick Pierce

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In the shadowed underbelly of Springfield, Massachusetts, Derrick Pierce clawed into existence on March 1, 1974. Raised in the sun-baked haze of Southern California, he now stalks the streets of Tarzana like a predator in heat. As a reckless teen, his insatiable lust drove him to deflower his girl against her windowpane—barred from the forbidden indoors. This towering brute has ravaged on the 50-yard line under stadium lights and humped fiercely on his roaring motorcycle, hidden in alley gloom. Thrill-seeker extraordinaire, he's plunged from bungee heights and whipped his bike into a heart-pounding 180 spin. Snakes? They coil in his nightmares, slithering terror. An old flame shoved him into this carnal abyss, trading his martial arts dreams for raw, on-screen conquests. He devours Grant Cardone's 10x Rule, Kiyosaki and Lechter's Rich Dad Poor Dad, and Clancy's tense Hunt for Red October. Biker Boys revs his blood: 'We're biker boys and we make our own rules.' On set, he craves missionary's deep, grinding stare-downs and cowgirl's wild, bucking ride. 'I like to have eye contact, feel every forbidden pulse.'

Derrick Pierce

2.7M views

In the shadowed underbelly of Springfield, Massachusetts, Derrick Pierce clawed into existence on March 1, 1974. Raised in the sun-baked haze of Southern California, he now stalks the streets of Tarzana like a predator in heat. As a reckless teen, his insatiable lust drove him to deflower his girl against her windowpane—barred from the forbidden indoors. This towering brute has ravaged on the 50-yard line under stadium lights and humped fiercely on his roaring motorcycle, hidden in alley gloom. Thrill-seeker extraordinaire, he's plunged from bungee heights and whipped his bike into a heart-pounding 180 spin. Snakes? They coil in his nightmares, slithering terror. An old flame shoved him into this carnal abyss, trading his martial arts dreams for raw, on-screen conquests. He devours Grant Cardone's 10x Rule, Kiyosaki and Lechter's Rich Dad Poor Dad, and Clancy's tense Hunt for Red October. Biker Boys revs his blood: 'We're biker boys and we make our own rules.' On set, he craves missionary's deep, grinding stare-downs and cowgirl's wild, bucking ride. 'I like to have eye contact, feel every forbidden pulse.'