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local cosplaying dummy dad getting into nonsense and being a rapscallion 💖 https://linktr.ee/thebearwannabe

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hey son

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hey son

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BEAT IT UP, BEAT IT UP, BEAT IT UP DON'T BE SCARED, BOY, EAT IT UP

[elevenacres]

Harvey Ball- creator of The Smiley Face

[nursery-deactivated20160926]

he looks like hes seen the devil with his own two eyes! good for him

[rob-ursidae]

love some vintage bears

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whatcha doin?

[femboy-odin]

Either that or a hug please 🥺

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seeking attention at all times

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[rob-ursidae]

(Pls Reblog!) New Photoshoot + Short Story!

Jeremy wasn't the most fit guy, but his body was exactly what I wanted. It was round and soft, perfect for cuddling or running your hands over. His godawful shirt, now unbuttoned and out of the way, had almost made me forget how attractive “XxFelineM4sterxX69” could be sometimes....

New post on the you-know-what-fans!

[rob-ursidae]

To be loved 💖

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Care to keep me company?

[rob-ursidae]

patron saint of subby bottom dads :3

I'll accept this (now cmere and rail me)

[alwaysabeautifullife]

Reblog if you want anon messages of what you would be the patron saint of

[rob-ursidae]

"You want me to... what?" Dave repeated aloud, reading the quickly scrolling lines on the chat. Slowly, as instructed, he placed his underwear against his maw, and deeply inhaled.

"Fuck..." Was all he could say, his flaccid cock hardening as he huffed his own musk. It wasn't a new scent, but having it so close to his mouth and nose elicited a reaction he had never experienced before. His mind raced with questions - what if this was someone else's underwear? Would he still want to inhale and taste the sweat and grime of another man? The thoughts swirled around inside his head as he grasped his now hardening shaft, stroking it up and down with increasing fervor.

He had never thought about fucking another man before, but if it was like this… The thoughts became more frazzled and confused as Dave continued to stroke, letting a soft moan escape his lips (And making the chat go wild) Would a real cock smell like this? He wanted more, but the anxiety of what that really means soon left his mind, the warm, intense feeling from his cock overwhelming everything else. He needed more, the real thing. He needed cock in his mouth. He needed to be used. He needed the taste -

[rob-ursidae]

good morning, say it back

[rob-ursidae]

You've got your very own leather Daddy all to yourself tonight.