Where Are You? I Need You In My Bed!

Where are you? I need you in my bed!

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

Ripe flex for my stinky brothers.

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

Boys will be boys?!

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...