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@bipolarman2022
Reblog if you're a Dumb Masculine Meathead💪🏻
Men Addicted To Muscle Growth
baby oil and lust
Admit it
Are you an enslaved and devoted Marlboro pig?
Cigar STUD!! 🔥🔥
You and some of your buds are swimming in your pool. When the patio door opens,and your Dad walks out. You open your mouth in shock when you see him
His head is completely smooth. He's wearing a tight,skimpy black speedo and has the biggest cigar you've seen clamped in his jaw. The smoke curling around his head
Youre in shock because as far as you know he doesn't smoke. Is way too shy to wear anything like a speedo,and up to last night had a headful of thick curly hair.
He stands there for a few minutes watching us swim. Then walks over to the lounge chairs,and laid down in one. His big cigar pointing to the sky and with an obscene bulge in the speedo. You decide to talk to him later about it,and you went back to the water basketball game.
You were playing 3 on 3 with your other three buds waiting to play the winner. They were sitting by your Dad. Talking to him
You didn't notice them getting up one by one and walk into the house. Each of them followed by your dad. They each stayed about 20 minutes before coming back out.
Each of them had their hair cropped into buzz-cuts. Wearing white speedos and smoking the same big cigars. Laying in their lounges showing the same big bulges.
The losing team got out of the pool and walked over to the lounges. When your three other buds stood up,your mind was reeling when you saw them
They took one last deep draw on their cigars,and laid them in a ashtray. exhaling as they dove in the pool. When their speedos got wet,their hard cocks were perfectly visable
You looked over and saw that your other buds were now talking to your Dad. Then you got into the game. The same thing happened to your buds
Walk into the house,and walked back out changed. You looked over at them again. Saw they too had changed and it threw you off your game
Causing your team to lose. When you got out of the pool,you saw them laying down. Their big cigars pointing skyward. Smoke slowly escaping from the puffs they were taking. They were showing the same big bulges
They repeated the first three actions as they dived into the pool. You last three took their places
You looked at your Dad with a questioning look as he started talking to you three. Blowing the smoke into your faces as he talked
Your two friends grew silent and was staring off into space. When one of them stood and walked slowly into the house"Dad? Wh...." Before you could finish,he hit you with a faceful of smoke" Don't worry fucker!! Just sit there and relax. I'm saving you for last" He got up and went into the house
If you could have moved your head and looked at the pool, you'd have seen your six buds fucking each other
Your friend came back looking just like the other six. Your last teammate stood and walked into the house
When he came back,you stood and walked into your house and to the Master bathroom
Your Dad was there. Nude and hard. Surrounded by a sea of hair on the floor. You see the big maduro and lighter on the vanity
You walk over and pick the maduro and lighter. As you are puffing it to life, your Dad starts running the clippers through your hair
When he was done,he pulled your trunks down and fucked his big cock into your virgin ass. Causing you to moan around your big maduro
He fucks you deep and hard. Helping the SMOKE enslave you faster. When you cum,you yell"Aw fuuucckk!! And start shooting. You reach down and pull your speedo up your legs and over your still hard pigdick
Completely enslaved,you go out and join your pig bros. Your PigDADDY calls you pigs together. He tells you to get on your phones and call a couple of your innocent buds to come over for a swim party. It's time for us to grow MASTER'S army of enslaved smokepigs
precious moment
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☪️ "First you must learn to obey, white boy...
Stay no to Islamophobia - Stay pussyfree
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Der saudische Prinz und sein Harem voller williger junger Tunten die ihm bereitwillig gefügig sind und ihm dienen!
Sir Smoke
You see him in the alley. Full head to toe leather. Puffing on his meaty cigar. His demonic glowing red eyes meet yours. He beckons you over.
He stands over you. Tall, imposing, dominant. He takes a deep drag on his cigar then blows the smoke in your face.
The smoke is harsh, potent and acrid. At first it makes you wince and cough but in a dominant voice he says, "Breath in my smoke, boy. Let it in. Don't fight it."
You breath in his cigar smoke. You let it flow deep inside you. You let if fill you.
"Thats it boy. Take my smoke. Breath it in. Let my smoke relax you."
He grabs you neck and pulls you in. This time he breaths his smoke directly into your mouth. You take his smoke deep inside you and you feel any resistance melt away.
He shares his breath with you, back and forth breathing in and out from his lungs to yours. As he breaks the breath swap, he kisses your lips. You let him press is thick leather clad muscular body up against yours, pinning you to the wall. His tongue invades your mouth, the acid taste of cigar on his tongue is now intoxicating to you. A leather gloved hand on the back of your neck holds you in close.
"Mmmmm good boy. That's it. Time to take you home, boy. Time to make you my smoke boy.
As he leaves the alley you follow closely behind. His smoke has seeped into your mind and now you cannot look away, you cannot disobey. You need him now. You need his smoke. You need to be his.
Inspired by the Sir Smoke character created by @smoketransformer