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About Me

For those of you who are curious about me.

I have a kinky, pervy side that I have to keep covered in my day-to-day life, so the purpose for these stories is to not hold anything back and unleash all my pent-up sexual desires. That is why some of the themes expressed are can be quite extreme. I write mostly for myself, but I also love to meet new people who share my kinky perversions and be sexual deviants together.

For those wondering what I look like, I am a very hairy "cub" type who will hopefully grow into a daddy. I am a top and bisexual (but I lean more towards guys).

I am very inspired by certain erotic artists, both gay and straight, and I owe a lot of my work to them. Some of them are:

(Straight)
JLullaby (twitter.com/jlullabyme)
DevilHS (twitter.com/naugthy_devilhs)
ThePit

(Gay)
DizDoodz (twitter.com/dizdoodz)
Hotcha (twitter.com/hotchax)
AbsolutBleu (twitter.com/bleuboys)
YviDaFirst (twitter.com/yahornyhighness)

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  1. I love your jock pussy syndrome stories! I have read all of them and enjoyed them immensely! Keep it up

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