The video you send to your lover’s wife after he’s finally agreed to marry you.
I mean, honestly, with an ass that perky and shaven, she should’ve guessed.
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A father’s duty to teach his sons how to fuck. This isn’t some disposable, irrelevant afterthought. Sex is the whetstone of a man’s virility. He needs to fuck to know how to man. Dad’s – good dads – know this, and they strive to foster it.
Of course, dad wants some action too. He’s all man, after all.
This cum’s Dad approved
Coach has curated the best team of jocks. Each has gone through his intense jockification program and each is willing to do whatever it takes to win. They do it for themselves. They do it for Coach. They do it for the Team.
Once you’re in this deep, there’s no going back. You’re a jock for life.
The locker room orgies are fucking insane.
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Alone in Coach’s office for your weekly body-check and things got heated. This was the first time he’d kissed you. The signs had been strong. For the past few weeks, you’d both sported boners for the duration of your check-in – both of your hard dicks straining against your little uniforms while coach examined every part of your body. He’d brush up against your dick innocently enough and you’d feel a spasm of pleasure. He wouldn’t comment on it, or on his own raging boner.
But today, it just got too hot. He was assessing your pec development – your boners frotting against each other – and you couldn’t avoid his eyes. He looked at you deep for a second, then went in for a kiss.
You were unsure, but only for a second. You’d only kissed one other boy and that was your jock mentor. This was all so strange for you – whole new frontiers of social and sexual life opening up.
It wouldn’t be long before Coach started taking a real intimate role in your jockification.
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It’s my duty as a good boi to go where I’m most needed. After a busy day of servicing married businessmen, pent-up gym bros, and overworked cops on the beat, I head to my local dive bar, where the hard men need my attention and interest. Namely, they need my sexy body to fondle and fuck. By night’s end, I’ll be sore and bruised, dripping with cum from both ends. I take pride in my work as an honored slut in service of the endless male urge, so I’ll walk out of that bar with my head held high, take a day to recover, then return to serve again.
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Mark guiding a gym bro’s hands to where they should be. He’s got a lot of patience for his boys. Many of them have never been with a man.
Mark is often the gateway drug for his bros. The first foray into androphilic sex that sets bro on a spiral of homosexual decadence. Mark loves it. One day, dude is pent-up, reserved and toxic. Six months in Mark’s safe guiding hands, and dude is a sexually liberated poly fuckboi – having sex with any hot thing that’ll have him. Mark’s producing an army of bisexual himbo sluts. The gay agenda made manifest. He is the solution.
Some of his boys reserve their androphilia just for Mark. They don’t wanna play the field once Mark’s broken the dam. They just want Mark’s body, Mark’s lips, Mark’s throat, Mark’s ass, and – eventually – Mark’s cock. They are Marksexual. And Mark does everything he can to keep them on side. He strokes their ego, he worships their masculinity and sexuality, he treats their cocks as objects of reverence.
Most men aren’t willing to just give up a delicious good boi who’s champing at the bit to suck his dick, while praising him for every masculine excess that wider culture condemns him for. That shit will mess with a dude’s brain in all the right ways. And all it takes is a firm guiding hand from a beautiful, talented slut.
Mark and all his Gym Bros
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