Take a trip downtown to Poundtown
Welcome to Poundtown – the gayest place on Earth.
You thought San Francisco held that title? Gurl, please. Nowhere holds a candle to Poundtown. This idyllic setting is nothing but gay men. Thousands of hot, ripped studs – bulging muscles, chiseled faces, hairy chests, throbbing cocks – living together in harmony. Well, kinda. These butch boys love a bit of drama. Especially when they’re in the middle of it.
So take a tour down the main street of Rainbow Boulevard – straight and sturdy but glittering in all the right places. The boutiques, cafés, clubs and gyms that line the way are hot spots for sex, romance and scandal. The barber’s making moves on the nurse, but didn’t you hear he’s been fucking around with the carpenter on the side? And the married café owners are deeply in love, but one of the two can’t keep his dick in his pants whenever the police chief makes his rounds. Who knows who isn’t fucking the daddy dom dentist, and the trucker who comes by every now and then has slept in just about every bed in town.
That’s how it is in Poundtown.
But be careful where you’re sticking those hot rods, boys. A lot of the men are proud fathers of growing boys, and they get very protective of their sons, and even more protective of their boiwives. That omega pussy is hard to resist, but you better try, cause no proud, upstanding man of Poundtown lets another butch Billy breed his baby-maker and get away with it.
So before you put on your crop top and booty shorts, and sashay down to the gym for your morning D, think about where you’re sticking it or getting stuck, cause it might just end up biting you on the ass. And not in the good way.
Common triggers: Mpreg, very Gay™
*Featured image contains artwork by Blitzturner
