Maxcen

Max is that rare combination of a bona fide sweetheart and a rapacious stud. The younger of a pair of (paternal) twins, he grew up overshadowed (but never forgotten) by his brother's flashier, more outgoing personality, and spent his teenage years as the quieter of the pair, the "good boy."

His sexuality bloomed a little late, but fervid and intense. He fit the role of the strong, silent type; a James Dean-style bad boy with a pretty face and a heavy cock, the type to lean on the wall away from the crowd, and still take your girlfriend upstairs to squash her guts under all that fat dick.

And that's to say nothing of what he does when he's hungry--how many girls have wound up squirming in his belly after a night of intense passion? How many have fallen for that laid-back, dorky-but-cool charm and dissolved in his guts?

Better not to ask--he'll smile and give you a taste of those soft, firm lips and promise nothing's wrong, and before you know what you're getting into, you'll dissolve behind those chiseled abs.

Deep down he's still a sweetie, but a tough world has taught Max to keep that part of himself buried behind his public persona. He's still kind of a whore, and the people who knew him well will tell you he's not the type to care if you've got a boyfriend--don't fall too hard for that candy-sweet exterior, or you'll wind up paying for it for the next eighteen years.

So yeah, total stud, but he tries to be decent other than that--he has a job, he shares a place with his twin brother, he doesn't start shit. He left all the drama in his life behind when he realized it was easier to use a burner phone and knock up strangers.

Max is pretty flexible; he works in modern, sci-fi, and fantasy settings, and the exact details of his background are easy to change. I can play him with his brother, if you're up for a threesome.

Here's a photo reference, for those who like them.