(Public post) boy of the week
What would you do to him?
2025-04-20 06:47:31 +0000 UTC View Post
Boy I love 🍑
The last upload only had 4 pics, full collection now added
2025-04-18 20:20:18 +0000 UTC View Post
Why are there so many hot guys in airports?
2025-04-17 09:21:16 +0000 UTC View Post
and a very explicit collection in zip file prison bros below 
full SFW and NSFW versions in Zip file :)
there are some really handsome ones in the zip!
2025-04-09 09:11:40 +0000 UTC View Post
these face cards are elite!
full images in zip
2025-04-07 10:31:08 +0000 UTC View Post
been creating some more artiest images, do you like these?
full collection in Zip below
2025-04-06 09:48:36 +0000 UTC View Post
theme suggested by a lovely Patron!
2025-04-05 04:48:29 +0000 UTC View Post
The locker room was a steamy haze of sweat and victory after the rugby match, the air thick with the stench of grass, dirt, and testosterone. Ethan “Tank” Russo, a 24-year-old beast of a flanker, was the star of the show—six-foot-four, 240 pounds of pure muscle, with a barrel chest, tree-trunk thighs, and arms that could crush a car. His dark hair was plastered to his forehead, his olive skin slick with sweat, and his green eyes gleamed with post-game adrenaline. The team had crushed it...
2025-04-05 04:16:11 +0000 UTC View Post
full collection in zip file
Mason “Mace” Holloway was a 23-year-old slab of prime beef, fresh out of college and working his uncle’s fruit stand at the local farmers market. Six-foot-two, 220 pounds of muscle—broad shoulders, biceps that bulged like cantaloupes, and a chest that could crack walnuts. His dark hair was buzzed short, his brown eyes sparkled with a cocky glint, and a scruffy beard framed a grin that screamed trouble. The market was bustling—old ladies haggling ove...
2025-04-01 08:36:00 +0000 UTC View Post
The station was quiet for once, the kind of rare lull that left the 118 crew sprawled out in the loft, catching their breath after a chaotic week. Eddie leaned against the kitchen counter, arms crossed, watching Buck rummage through the fridge with that restless energy he always carried. The way Buck’s shirt stretched across his shoulders as he bent down shouldn’t have been distracting—but Eddie could...
full collection in zip, theme suggested by lovely patron
Caleb “Cal” Dutton was the kind of farm hand who made the cows blush and the roosters jealous. Twenty-five, six-foot-three, with a body carved from hauling hay bales and wrestling pigs—broad shoulders, thick arms, and a chest that strained his flannel shirts. His face was all-American handsome—square jaw, hazel eyes that glinted with trouble, and a mop of chestnut hair streaked with sun. Down on the dusty sprawl of Millerâ...
2025-03-28 11:43:40 +0000 UTC View Post
Full collection in Zip file below
Tyler “Ty” Grayson was a 19-year-old freshman god—six feet of lean muscle, golden skin, and a mop of messy blond hair that screamed “I just rolled out of bed looking this good.” His blue eyes twinkled with mischief, and his smirk could melt panties or jockstraps in a ten-foot radius. Two weeks into college, and he’d already figured out the campus was his playground. Today, he was feeling extra—ready to flex his charm and his body in the mo...
2025-03-26 08:18:07 +0000 UTC View Post
anyone watched the Snow White yet?
what do you think?
2025-03-23 00:06:43 +0000 UTC View Post
trapped in wall seems to be common fantasy?
2025-03-22 08:19:46 +0000 UTC View Post
Full images in Zip!
The military camp was a humid sprawl of tents and restless energy, the air thick with the smell of sweat and canvas. Inside one of the smaller tents, Private Jamie "Bull" Carter stood awkwardly among a handful of his squadmates, all sprawled out on cots after a grueling day of training. Jamie was a fucking specimen—twenty-two, six-foot-two, and built like a brick shithouse. Broad shoulders, a chest that strained his tight tee, and arms that could snap a rifle in ha...
2025-03-21 06:13:32 +0000 UTC View Post
The VIP room at the Bellagio smelled like money, cigars, and expensive cologne—basically, a wet dream for anyone with a pulse and a bank account. At the center of it all was Wei, a 35-year-old Chinese tycoon with a tailored suit that hugged his lean frame like a lover and a smirk that said he owned the damn world. He kinda did—tech stocks, real estate, and a yacht named Dragon’s Dick didn’t lie. Sprawled across the velvet couch beside him was Connor, his 28-year-old Caucasian boytoy, ...
2025-03-19 10:08:55 +0000 UTC View Post
Now with hot actions actions!
full collection in zip file!
2025-03-17 20:22:27 +0000 UTC View Post
FULL IMAGES IN ZIP FILE BELOW
St. Patrick’s Day, celebrated on March 17th, comes from the life of a guy named Patrick—yes, Saint Patrick, the patron saint of Ireland. Born in Britain around the late 4th century (think Roman Empire vibes, togas optional), Patrick didn’t start out as the shamrock-loving, snake-banishing legend we know today. Nope, he was just a regular teen until some Irish pirates—imagine rowdy dudes with eyepatches and a serious Guinness obsession—kidnapped hi...
2025-03-16 09:20:11 +0000 UTC View Post
(Full collection in Zip file attached)
The sun was dipping low over the endless cornfields of central Indiana, painting the sky a horny shade of orange. Inside the weathered farm shed, 20-year-old Jake was wrestling with a busted tractor engine, his tight jeans clinging to his ass like a second skin after a long day of sweating. He was a wiry kid, all sharp angles and freckles, with a mop of sandy hair that kept falling into his eyes. Across from him, 40-year-old Hank—broad-shouldered...
2025-03-15 09:16:15 +0000 UTC View Post