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Let’s hope he smells as delicious as he looks! Woof. 💪🏻😈🐷

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Goals

Now, that’s the type of piggy, furry, manly sexual energy I’m into. If this is what you want, too, please message me so we can make it happen. We can taste each other’s cum and flip screw and flip breed, for good measure! Woofers.

What’s your favourite body part to sniff?

armpits

Where are you? I need you in my bed!

Dad, is that you? Well, I’m glad I got your genes, now let me have some more. Let’s flip fuck!

You are the Papa of my dreams. I hope I turn out looking like you one day, when I become a big, burly, bushy bearded Papa Bear, myself. Woof!

Let’s flip fuck and breed one another, my blue collar brethren. No loads refused, ever! A++++ if you have a beard. Bearded men should always be honored, for obvious reasons.

Bring them to me! Drooling and stiff over here.

Sexy backs, by request

Jerking while driving is fun. Especially when I’m caught by other bate and steer brothers.

Boys will be boys?!

Just shaved my head bald with a straight razor 🪒 ... cause, why not?! 🤷🏼‍♂️ 👨🏼->👨🏼‍🦲

Take a whiff of my stinky jock. I’ve been working on this bad boy for over a year now. It’s been used as a cum rag nightly, pissed on, used to wipe the sweat off me, paying extra love and attention to the very heavily man-scented areas after countless sweat-soaked heavy lifting gym sessions. My sweaty, ripe pits and nuts turned this once white jock into the manly color it is today. That, along with several jerk off sessions that I tossed the spit bottle aside and proceeded to spit my dip spit straight into my jock instead. It smells like manhood and raunchy pig-scenting success. Who wants to swap dirty jocks with me? Hit me up, men!

Ripe flex for my stinky brothers.

Sweaty, stinky, sportin’ the white briefs... legs spread... what’s next?!

Moustache

Stache for days...

Dip, spit, jerk off, repeat. Where my dip spitting buddies at?

I don’t just enjoy it, I live it. No deodorant or cologne will touch this body, ever! Even after I shower, I still permeate man-scented goodness. You can scrub me down, but you’ll never rid of my manhood. And, quite frankly, I wouldn’t change that for the world. Don’t like it? Tough! You can either learn to like it, or fuck your girlyboy, floral smelling self right off from my wonderfully masculine stinking bubble. There’s plenty of men I can proudly continue smelling natural with. Leave the ripe pitting and sweaty nut sacking to be huffed and enjoyed to the real men, while you mask your sad, self-emasculating, sociatle-conforming, perfume-scented selves out of our permanent “post-hard day at work” stinky dude lifestyle. #staycalmandkeepstinking

Oofaa papa! I want to meet this dude and scent each other’s bodies in one another’s potent manhood stank. I would stop showering if he promised that we’d keep re-scenting one another daily. Living to reek of papa in public, proudly. Sharing is caring! I’d constantly be sporting a precum soaked stiffy.

Woof...

Gonna light this bad boy up and suck it dry while rubbing one out. Who wants to lend me their throat for a while? That’d be ideal...