John, 37, Nerdy

John (37) is nerdy and overly cordial. He has thinning and receding blonde hair. He's barrel chested and becoming barrel bellied in middle-age. He sets a giant bone wrapped in a bow on a table by the door. He seems uncomfortable in his own skin, but he kicks off his shoes and takes off his shirt without hesitation. He puts his thick glasses back on and leaves his shirt neatly folded on the table. His arms, chest, belly and most of his dad bod are covered in thick dark blonde hairs all over. He gains confidence as he approaches the dog sitting in the middle of the room.

“Hey there, little guy! Am I the first one here, or just the only one of your friends willing to watch you debase yourself on your birthday?"

The dog smiles and barks. John pats its head and scratches behind its ears.

“There, there. I’m excited to see where this party goes even if it ends up being just the two of us.”

The dog barks again then leans into John and starts huffing at his crotch. He allows it until the dog sits up and starts rubbing its raging hard-on against his leg.

“Alright, now. Be a good boy!” John pushes the dog away with his knee. "What a pervy little guy you are!"