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beautyallaroundus25 · 8 months

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Michael💋💋💋

#michael yerger #beautiful men #masculine #men who smoke #model #beautyallaroundus25

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gaysmokernl · 3 months

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nellyfashon · 2 years

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Reblog if you wanna have some fun and share dirty contents🤤💦

#freaky #addiction #men who tweak #men who smoke #sex and drugs

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lgcncr · 9 months

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#smoker #smoking #cigarette #smoking is cool #men who smoke #guys smoking

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oregonbear74 · 3 months

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Hanging out with a smoking buddy @pdxcigardad

Great President’s day holiday

#guys with beards #marlboro #men who smoke #smoker #men smoking #redneck smoking #manscent #gay bear #male pits #gay men

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m4m-exhalation · 1 month

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#men who smoke #smoker #cigarette

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russiansmkr · 4 months

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My smoking history

As a child, I was a staunch anti-smoker. But, as I grew older, I increasingly began to look at the smoking men around me. Deep down I knew that someday I would become like them. But I was afraid to deviate from the principles imposed on me and did not dare to light my first cigarette.

Everything happened by chance. Once at a party, my friends bet with me that I couldn't smoke a cigarette. The excitement got the best of me, and my friend Max began to teach me how to smoke properly. I won't forget this feeling! As soon as I took my first puff, my lungs filled with smoke, a slight trembling enveloped my body, and my mind seemed to scream: “this is what I’ve always been needed!”

Since then, a struggle began between principles and a huge desire to smoke again and again. I would buy a pack of cigarettes, smoke 1 or 2 cigarettes and throw it away. But the cravings of my lungs could no longer be stopped. After just two weeks, I started smoking every day. At that moment I realized that I had become what I always wanted to be, I became a smoker.

My addiction grew with every cigarette I smoked. My lungs wanted more and more. I smoked in the morning, before classes at the university, between classes and after them. Every time I put a cigarette in my mouth, I looked forward to how a new portion of smoke and tar would enter my lungs, and nicotine would fill my blood.

After some time, my friends began to call me a heavy smoker. Even Max told me that he didn't know the last time he saw me without a cigarette in my hand. I realized that I'm on the right track. I became truly proud of myself and my addiction.

Today I smoke 15 cigarettes a day and dream of increasing this amount to 2 packs of Marlboro reds. Looking back, my only regret is that I didn’t start smoking earlier.

I'm a smoker and I'm proud of it!