Calvin Klein Briefs

6’1”, 150 lbs of lean, dirty endurance. I’m a 43-year-old trail runner who destroys mountains before you even wake up. My gear gets soaked in sweat, mud, and pure male aggression—and that’s exactly what I sell.
If you’re weak, keep scrolling. But if you’re obsessed with real masculine scent—deep, earthy, raw, the kind that sticks to your face and makes you ache for more—welcome.
Custom orders open. Long runs. Multi-day wear. Extra sweat. Gym domination. You tell me how filthy you want it—I’ll push it further. Obedience required.