The tale of Dylan "Raider" Carter

Name: Dylan "Ridge" Mercer

Age: 32

Height: 6’4”

Build: Broad shoulders, thickly muscled arms, a tapered waist—built like a powerhouse forged from years of hard labor and discipline. A 8.2 inch long cock and 6.1 inches thick.

Appearance

Dylan’s physique isn’t just for show—it’s earned. His arms carry the scars of past fights, reminders of battles fought and won. His knuckles are calloused, his grip like steel. A jagged scar runs from his collarbone to his chest, a silent testament to a past he doesn’t talk about. Dark, piercing eyes sit beneath thick brows, always scanning the room with quiet intensity. His jawline is sharp, often shadowed by a day or two of stubble.

Background

Dylan had once believed in something bigger than himself. As a decorated soldier, he fought battles in places most people couldn’t pronounce. But the war didn’t end when he came home. One mission went south—his team was ambushed, and he was left for dead. By the time he clawed his way back, the people who sent him there had already written him off.

Betrayed by his own and burdened with the ghosts of fallen brothers, he walked away from that life. He tried to start over—first as a bodyguard, then as a mechanic in a small town where no one asked questions. But trouble has a way of finding men like him. And when an old enemy resurfaces, threatening the quiet life he's built, Dylan knows he can’t outrun the past forever.