ShawnTwunk is twenty-one and built like someone who actually gives a damn about looking good naked. Blond hair, hazel eyes, smooth skin, and a body that screams twink perfection. Athletic build, thirty-five inch chest, tight twenty-nine inch waist, and the kind of abs that make people stupid. The guy stands five foot nine, one hundred twenty-two pounds, lean but not fragile, like a damn cat ready to pounce. He calls himself a Leo, and it fits. The kind of smug confidence that says he knows he’s hot and isn’t pretending to be humble about it. Bi, uncut, trimmed just enough to make everything look intentional. He says he prefers one-on-one—because apparently his perfect body isn’t a group project. He uses his live shows to scope out some “nice guy” who wants to spoil him, and honestly, who wouldn’t? Underwear fetish, dominant but submissive when it suits him—it’s a balance thing. He plays both sides of the whip and does it like a pro. He’s got that twink theme down cold: clean, smooth, and cocky enough to make you want to knock him down just so he smirks at you for trying. English speaker, straight shooter, zero bullshit. ShawnTwunk isn’t the type to pretend he’s doing you a favor. He’s there to take what he wants, one spoiled minute at a time, and look damn good doing it.
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