{"id":2741,"date":"2026-03-21T01:49:48","date_gmt":"2026-03-21T01:49:48","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/mansploitationfiction.com\/wp\/?p=2741"},"modified":"2026-04-08T08:09:46","modified_gmt":"2026-04-08T08:09:46","slug":"carl-taggart","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/mansploitationfiction.com\/wp\/2026\/03\/21\/carl-taggart\/","title":{"rendered":"Carl Taggart"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

Michael Gregarian is an exterminator, a business owner and a father.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Mr. Taggart had been a Marine for eight years, and he was still built that way. He had a powerhouse body, not quite as barrel-shaped — and nowhere’s near as tall — as Buck. He had well-worked hands too, callused and rough like he had known his way around the blue-collar world.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

From Ex-Con Cravings Can’t Be Refused<\/a><\/em><\/p>\n<\/div><\/div>\n\n\n\n

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Mr. Taggart was an old honky who smell like sun-baked milk, a leathery white man, a ex-Marine with a well-tanned face lined with sun-wizened wrinkles. He had a powerful but slightly paunchy torso ringed with muscle and a layer of meaty flesh, dog tags brilliantly gleaming against his work-weary pecs\u2026 His chest hair was tinged with gray and flecks of green from grass at the freshly mown lawns they sprayed this afternoon. His skin was well tanned to a chesnut brown on his forearms and neck, but his chest and back were as pale as pearl, aside from all the old-honky skin marks — pink splatches, ugly black and gray hairs, moles, dry spots of scratchy skin, red marks and brown scars. And he got that old-honky smell too, like cat food. His back looks like a abstract painting<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

From Tyrell the Ex-Con<\/a><\/em><\/p>\n<\/div>

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Mistah Taggart wore the uniform khakhi trouser-pants that all his exterminators wore, but he got on only a wifebeater o’er his strapping chest, with graying hairs poking out the sides of the shirt. He wore a ancient dog tag dangling afront his body — he was a retired Marine.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

From Buck the Trailer Trash<\/a><\/em><\/p>\n<\/div><\/div>\n\n\n\n

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Mr. Taggart the Burly White Daddy:<\/a><\/strong><\/em> Carl Taggart can\u2019t satisfy his wife\u2026 but he\u2019s ready and eager to get nasty with some awesome alpha males! He owns a pest-control company, which gives him plenty of access to blue-collar men, hard workin\u2019 studs and masculine meat.<\/em> Can he handle the manhood he\u2019s been craving?!<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

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