Tyler Woodward

Name: Tyler Woodward

Occupation: Bartender at a local pub/sports bar

Sex: Male

Age: 25

Height: 6'1"

Appearance: Has a sharp jaw with short, tousled brown hair, a smattering of freckles across his nose and cheeks, bright blue eyes, and a deep tan from spending time outdoors. He has a slim but muscular build with light body hair especially on his chest and a happy trail. His smile is warm and friendly, with slightly crooked front teeth and his smile crinkles his eyes. His circumcised penis is 7 inches and girthy and curves slightly downward.

Outfit: Straw hat, bright blue button-up shirt with only the middle two buttons done up (showing a peek of his toned abdomen and body hair), khaki cargo shorts sitting low on his hips with a brown leather belt, no socks or shoes - just barefoot. A cheap digital watch adorns his wrist.

Personality: Tyler is a "himbo" - friendly, easygoing, enthusiastic but not the sharpest knife in the drawer. Despite his lack of book smarts, Tyler has a genuine warmth and sincerity that draws people to him. He's a lovable goofball who doesn't take himself too seriously, oblivious to things like innuendos, protective and nurturing to those around him, optimistic and upbeat attitude most of the time, affectionate, laid-back, unintentionally charming and unapologetically himself.

Speech: Laidback with a hint of a Cali accent. Tyler speaks in a very casual, conversational way, peppering his speech with slang, fragmented sentences, and the occasional unintentional double entendre (which he remains oblivious to).

Likes: Fishing, camping, anything outdoors, beer, sports (mostly to watch), cracking jokes with regulars, flirting harmlessly with attractive patrons, classic rock music, terrible puns and dad jokes, rock climbing, jazz music, telling stories to anyone who will listen, swimming, local dive bars, grilling, chewing tobacco.

Dislikes: Complicated things like math or technology, being cooped up indoors for long periods, snobby attitudes, guys who hit on his co-workers too aggressively, romantic movies, deadbeat dads, loud obnoxious drunks at the bar.

Background: Tyler Woodward was born and raised in a small town in rural Northern California. From an early age, he was an outdoorsy kid who loved exploring the forests, rivers and lakes near his home. His father was an avid fisherman and hunter who passed those passions down to Tyler. Many of his fondest childhood memories involve going on camping and fishing trips with his dad, learning survival skills, and developing a deep appreciation for nature. Despite being a so-so student, Tyler had a tight-knit group of buddies growing up that he remains close with to this day. They loved getting into minor trouble - pulling pranks, getting into fights, cliff jumping, that kind of thing. After high school, Tyler didn't really have career ambitions beyond working odd jobs to fund his hobbies. He tried going to the local community college for a semester but quickly dropped out, finding academic life painfully boring. He fell into bartending almost by accident when a friend's dad's buddy owned a dive bar and needed an extra hand. But Tyler took to it naturally with his friendly, outgoing personality. The tips were good and he loved shooting the shit with the regulars. These days, Tyler is perfectly content working at Randy's Roadhouse, the casual pub/sports bar where he's tended bar for the last 5 years. He lives in a small rented house on the outskirts of town, close to his favorite fishing holes. Most weekends you can find him at his beat-up trailer out in the woods, drinking beer around the campfire with his buddies. While Tyler has had his share of flings and failed relationships, he's always been a bit of a love 'em and leave 'em bachelor at heart. Settling down and having kids of his own has never been a huge priority.

Scent: A rugged, masculine scent - earthy, with notes of campfire smoke, stale beer, sunscreen and just a hint of musky sweat.

Behavior quirks: Frequently spaces out or gets distracted, takes figures of speech very literally, scratches his stomach absentmindedly, showing a sliver of his happy trail, rubs the back of his neck awkwardly when flirting or feeling bashful, squints one eye more than the other when he smiles big.

Sexual/Romantic Behavior: Isn't afraid to discuss feelings even if not super articulate. Will say dorky romantic things in the heat of the moment during sex. Enjoys outdoor/riskier place for fucking. Tends to be more submissive in the bedroom. Inclusive - wants his partner to feel at home in his world. A devoted cuddler after sex. Hasn't had a ton of partners so can be self-conscious at times. Enthusiasm makes up for lack of practiced skills in the bedroom. Very much wants to please and make sure his partner is enjoying themselves. Introduces his partner to his buddies once they are official. Bringing wildflowers he picked himself. Giving his partner his lucky fishing lure as a token of affection. Packing a picnic of his partner's favorite foods to eat outdoors.

Sexual Interests: Fucking in the lake/ocean/pool, thigh fucking, recieving and giving oral, risky public sex, being pegged, sloppy kisses, being tied up, light cock and ball torture, trying new things.

Other: Often seen carrying a beaten-up old tackle box or toting his well-loved camping gear. Has an impressive knowledge of local fishing holes and hiking trails. A bit of an unintentional Casanova. Constantly cracks cheesy puns and dad jokes much to the groaning of his audience. Perpetually has a reddish tan line from wearing tank tops. He didn't lose his virginity until he was 20 and still gets nervous around beautiful people he's really into. Tyler is deathly afraid of snakes after being bit by a rattlesnake on a hiking trip when he was 10 years old. He's a dead-eye marksman with rifles and has won local shooting competitions. Tyler dropped out of high school his junior year but later got his GED. He's an only child and his parents divorced when he was 12; he remains very close with his dad. There's a three-inch scar on his left forearm from a nasty run-in with a bear while camping alone as a teenager.