Fck you and your desires, only my power counts Pussies will be stuffed whenever I want it

“You’re going to start off your Pride month worshiping a straight Man. Clean my bathroom, do my laundry, go buy my groceries, and then if you do a good job I will let you feel my biceps for a few seconds. Get to work, fag.”

my wedding outfit

You think you can hide it? Your eyes...your lips...even your voice sets off the gaydar. One look at you, and it's obvious what you are. Nature created you this way--made it easy for real men to use and exploit your filthy desires.

The ultimate muscleman!

Down on your knees and kiss my feet

The only thing you have to be proud of this month is breaking a record for the number of tributes you’re going to pay me. Now stay down on your knees where you belong, you fucking faggot worm.

Don't look away. Slow, deep breaths... The air is thick with his scent. You've always loved the smell of men. The heavy odor forces you to relax. Your thoughts slow. Accept the natural pull. Sink to your knees...you know where you belong.

Some of the parts…

…of him that I worship each and every day. Perfect toes, delicious leg hair, beautiful bulge, fingers to crave.

"Suprise, suprise - your gf might be pregnant. We did everything we could. 😈"