If Only He'd Realised His Meal Had Been Laced With A Mild Sedative To Prevent Him Putting Up Too Much

Kind of unusual to find old pictures of Dylan that are from somewhere other than my old blog.

POV: you're just asking to be wrangled off to a bull barn where your pits will be tickled and eaten out as you thrash against your chains and a mechanical milker rhythmically pumps all the thick cream fresh from your balls

Even though it isn’t amazing by my current Standards. I still like this step art. Just stiles giving his boyfriend a foot massage after a game. And some good kissing.

‘Hey, hey, let go!’ yelled Tanner, as two guys who’d been hanging around the trampoline park grabbed him mid-jump and carried him to a van outside to be hogtied, gagged, and driven off to a quiet little dairy farm to be milked of all his thick, delicious “Kansas Kreme”…

Last week Tanner celebrated a year of sobriety. This week he celebrated getting back to tool pics.

Grrr, surely there's gotta be *one* dairy farm in Kansas with a space for such a fine bull to be milked?

Isaac better win this

In honor of Dylan’s birthday, Tanner posted a bunch of old pictures of them, reminding us of their great lifelong friendship and epic ship. Dylan once said in all the years he’s known Tanner he’s seen him more shirtless than clothed and these pics confirm. They were pretty adorable then, and still are.

Happy birthday Tanner

22 years old and *still* not being milked of all his cream on all-fours in some dude’s barn, ugh

Tanner’s been upgrading his workouts on the interludes at home between his travels.