T-Bone is always direct and to the point. He says, "Nothing on earth like black muscle." He leaves it at that, but lets his body do the talking. And what a body it is....Competition muscle, hard and solid, ripped and symmetrical. Out cruising on Ocean Drive with two of his muscle buddies, he brings the women to a screaming frenzy...."Come here, MUSCLE MAN," shouts one demure beauty. Later on at the gym, a satisified T-Bone roars through his power workout, gleaming muscles dripping sweat while he benches, curls, and flexes. And afterwards...? ...the man lets loose with some real power moves! And never let it be said the man doesn't clean up after himself.