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HII! Can I req a John marston from Red Dead Redemption discord layout?? If that's okay with you! Pls and tyy
OHH MY GOD LET'S FUCKING GOOOO RED DEAD REDEMPTION!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! JOHN MARSTON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'M SO EXCITED HFHHGHFGGGH ok so I made this one with EVERY NERVE I HAD in my body, I LOVE RDR2 !!!!! GEHRHFFHFHH John Marston looks so pretty here.... ok here yu go no more yappering
“ this one says yeehaw! „
--- ⌓⌓ John Marston (rdr2)
. Requested by : @fyodorhouse ! ⊹
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“ did a gay cowboy send me this? „ (no context shhhh)
Brad 'lost' his shirt again.... HAAAAAYYYYYYYYY!
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Chris wasn’t from South Africa but he was pretty sure you wanted to go there. (Wink wink)
TBT but on a Friday. At the old Atlanta Eagle. #gay #leather #cowboy #gayleather #leathermen #gaycowboy
Heyyy it's been awhile but I bring a cowboy :3
This is Herman Crane, he's an outlaw set in the 1800's. He is a gang leader that deals with robberies of trains and caravans of travelers. He's merciless to an extent but not completely heartless.
Also a bit (alot) gay. What's better than a crime boss cowboy? A gay one.
(*whispers* thank you to @abigor29 with helping with his design :3)
Here are some sketches of him I've also done
Warm Me Up Please
Rating: Teen
No Warnings other than nudity, not actual smut, and mentioned fucking.
Herman and part of his crew were just returning from a failed robbery attempt on a train heading east. It had been carrying a handsome amount of both gold and war bonds, and everything had been going to plan… Until a loud crack of thunder rolled over the sky. It had started to down pour making it both dangerous to be around the train and impossible to gallop their horses alongside the metal beast with mud slowing them down.
Flash flooding had started soon after the rain started falling, causing Herman to call off the heist and head back to the hideout. He was pissed off and angry as he trotted into the mineshaft that opened up into an old mining operation that he had turned into a ‘hotel’ of sorts for his men.
He slid off his horse, his clothes soaked and sticking to his body, making him even more irritable. “Jeremy!” Herman barked after leading his horse to the area they were kept. A middle aged man came rushing up to the man, his own clothes soaked and body shivering with cold tremors. “Untack mah horse, make sure all the horses that were out get blanketed, then get warmed up yerself,” he grumbled, handing his reins off to the shivering man.
Herman peeled his hat off of his head and slicked his hair back, only for it to fall in front of his eyes again. He gritted his teeth and stomped away from where his men that had accompanied him were treating their horses before heading to their rooms to get a change of clothes. Herman walked to the building that housed him and his men, climbing up the stairs to his office and room. He was not in the mood for anyone's bullshit today; he wanted to get changed and warmed up then sulk while sipping some whiskey.
He opened the door to his office which joined to his room and instantly stopped, looking at his office desk.
“Yer lucky I like ya, or I’d throw ya out on yer ass,” Herman grunted and entered the room shutting the door behind him.
“Aww, boss, I’m touched,” Cornelius cooed, pulling his boots off of Herman’s desk and sitting up in his plush desk chair. His eyes traced over Herman’s wet form and chuckled, “I told ya that it was gonna rain some time this week.”
“Ah shut the fuck up, I ain’t in the mood fer yer shit, Cornelius.” Herman rumbled, hissing Cor’s name with a sneer. Cor held his hands up in mock surrender and slowly got up out of Herman’s chair.
“Yeesh, sorry, boss,” Cor said, putting the same tone that Herman used into the word ‘boss’. Herman rolled his eyes and hung his hat up on the rack by the door, before going towards the door that led into his bedroom.
“If yer gonna stick around ya can make yerself useful and pour meh a glass of whiskey,” Herman called over his shoulder while he undid his bolo tie and took off his pocket watch. He laid them gently on his nightstand before starting to unbutton his vest. He didn’t even bother shutting his door, Cor had seen him naked before, and his men wouldn’t dare bother him after a failure like this.
Cor hummed softly as he wandered to the doorway of Herman’s room, leaning against it with crossed arms. Herman let his vest fall to the floor and started on his shirt, letting it fall alongside his vest. He kicked his boots off and stretched out his back. He glanced over his shoulder at Cor before undoing his gun holster and his belt, tossing them on top of his bed before slowly sliding down his jeans. He made a show of doing it too, swaying his hips to and fro.
Cor let out an interested chuff before silently sauntering up behind Herman and firmly placing his hands atop of Herman’s hips. The dark skin was cold against his warm hands making Herman shiver before he rolled his shoulders and worked to push his boxers down as well. Herman sighed as he felt Cor’s lips flutter along the back of his neck.
“Hmm, Yer awfully cold, boss,” Cor mumbled against his neck, making Herman hum in agreement.
“Ya should warm meh up, Cor,” Herman mumbled while putting his hands atop Cor's. Cor moved his over Herman’s stomach and through the hair littering it making the gang leader shiver.
“Alright,” Cor rumbled before pulling back, leaving Herman’s back cold, well colder than it already was. Herman turned and glared unamused as Cor went to his dresser and grabbed a simple shirt and a type of lounge pants.
“Here ya are, Boss.” Cor grinned smartly and tossed the clothes to Herman, before walking back to the doorway. He paused and turned to where Herman was sneering, “What? Don’t want ya catching a cold, get warmed up, get some food in yer stomach, then we can see if ya ain’t already passed out from exhaustion if ya can handle getting dicked down.”
Herman snorted and unfolded the shirt and pants, putting them on in the most aggressive way possible.
“Ya fuckin’ piece of shit bastard,” Herman grumbled while also grabbing a blanket and wrapping it around his shoulders.
“Nawh, Boss, I love ya too,” Cor mocked while going into the office, “Now get comfortable and I’ll get ya some stew from the cook.”
Herman rolled his eyes and went to the couch in his office, sitting down heavily. The man could be so fucking irritating, but damn did he have a handsome face and body.
THIS WORLD NEEDS MORE COWBOYS
WE NEED TO YIP AND YAP Y'ALL.
YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEHAAAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWW
imagining finessing ronnie radke dressed like this each night, i love my stupid secret band gavin band
IM SCARED OF SMOKING WEED 👹
First post deserved to be the icon himself, Orville Peck <</33
I’m a gay and proud 🥲 Vet USMC guy looking for some hot horny and hard gay Cowboys by or straight. I’m looking to party. I’m not into kinky sex or S&M. I’ve had all my HIV Covid free. I’ve had my booster shots. I don’t smoke vape or chew. I’m just an old-fashioned cocksucker looking for sex. I have an ad man to man sex in three years, what about you guys out there?
GIDDYUP, GIDDYUP
YEEHAW!!! These boys are ready to RIDE!
Secrets that still linger in Brokeback Mountain.
The secret that remains at Brokeback Montain.
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