We’ll give him this: He tried. But there was no way Sven Basquiat was ever going to convince Peter Annaud to become a vegetarian. Like any great salesman, he knows his audience, enticing Peter with the allure that vegetarianism will give him “More energy for sex”.
All this sex talk makes Sven hungry for the one piece of “meat” he’ll consume the one between Peter’s legs. Peter elects to demonstrate the advantages of carnivorous desires on Sven by fucking the cum out of him. He then shoots out a hefty dose of animalistic protein over Sven’s eager hole.