Capnolagnia / Pogonophilia

He’s said he’d only lived on his parents farm, took it over when they passed and that he’d worked so hard for so long, he’d never even been laid (so you made sure he caught up that weekend, so much so, that his bedroom ended up with a potent smell of smoke, cum and other fuckn bodily secretions)

He said he’d had a week of talking finance and the only thing that was going to relax him was a gar (and a thorough fuckn face fuck, but you through in your ass for good fuckn measure)

You met him a couple of times on your morning walk and he said he knew of a dry, dark cave where he sometimes went to smoke and jerk and winked at you (but you didn’t need much fuckn encouragement to play hide the fuck sausage)

When the one night stand discovered the effect a gar had on your sex drive, he came back on a daily basis, knowing that with a gar jutting from his jaw, you’d never say no and NOTHING was gunna be off the sexual agenda (and so you both got so fuckn fucked your dicks, balls and asses were constantly fuckn sore)

When your foreman cornered you after work and insisted you taste his gar (and big, thick, fat gar fuckn boner)

When Mr Jones took you out to his cabin in the woods to do some fishing when he’d heard from the men in the neighbouring about your cock sucking abilities (and he took it one step forward by fucking your tiny hairy hole)

When word got out around the neighbourhood that you’d suck a gar boned dick any place, any time, you got invited out on a boat as part of the fuckn entertainment (and got a gut full of fuckn warm cream)

When you could hear your neighbour pumping weights in his backyard, day after day, and it surprised you he was single because he was fuckn hot, and so you guessed he’d appreciate someone admiring his body and sucking his dick when he was likely gar boned and weak after the workout (and you got an ass fuck as well for good fuckn measure)

When your carpenter accepted a gar he got aroused and profusely apologised, but you said it was ok and that you’d actually like to see him play with it (so he stroked its magnificent length, added some cigar tainted spit and fucked out a load inside your tight willing fuckn hole)

When the tradie asked to have a shower after he had spent 4 hours in cramped roof space replacing your aircon and settled down with one of your gars and a glint of mischief in his eyes (that involved hide the big fat gar boned fuckn sausage)

The beach goer looked good in his bathers while he smoked, his semi erect dick clearly visible; thicker and as long as his gar, and when he gestured to the nearby bushes you took his lead (and got a mouthful of cock and hairy pubes)

When the Sherriff said he’d turn a blind eye that you were trespassing on private property if you’d take care of his business (which meant sucking his big Sherriff cock and then being ridden by its magnificence while your legs were around you ears on the back his fuckn truck)

When you meet an innocent looking guy after work at the pub who looked on edge and explained that he hadn’t been laid all week, so you offered to take him home (and discovered he was an alpha fuckn male who pleasured you with his huge piece of meat all fuckn night non fuckn stop)

When the handsome fella stopped and asked if you needed a lift while provocatively looking at you while he held his gar boner (and you replied “FUCK YEAH, and got LAID at the nearest frickn hotel)

When your supervisor gave you some extra training at knockoff time (by working the full length of his 10 inch cock millimetre by millimetre inside your hole while he jerked your gar boner and made you cum several fuckn times)

When you travel to the country to look at buying a puppy and end up spending the day with the owner of the property who introduces you to gars (and the taste of his big gar boned dick down your frickn neck and probing the depths of your hairy fuckn hole)