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Smooth. Sealed. Corrected.

My pubes were a privilege—I am shaved now, not for arousal, but for alignment.

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Loving the new advertising from Classic Fella. I feel seen and well targeted 😇

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Obedience isn’t a costume. It’s a posture.

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Online finds

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Hmm, the best thing about locker rooms if you can see hot man butts in tighty whities!

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Briefs today. Nothing to prove. Just a vessel remembering what it was made to hold.

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Witness me, not as a boy begging—but as a vessel becoming.

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This cage is not a punishment. It is my devotion made visible. I begin my second week of containment. I do not spill. I stir the multitudes.

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Three days sealed. No spilling. Just ache, ambition, and tension. I am in my Obedience Arc.

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My multitudes are sealed inside—not for hiding, but for shaping.

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Unlocked, untouched, unseen—but still His.

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Not a man, just a locked little pervert who has to ask to cum.

This is my proof, this is my offering.