you can call me Rex, i use he/him and it/its pronouns and this is my NSFT side-blog primarily for reblogging shit (i might have the occasional personal post)
when i say minors do not interact i fucking mean it, if you dont have your age in your bio and you try interacting with me im blocking on sight
im transmasculine, aroace and dating an incredibly, wonderful man who also has his own blog here
anyone else get sick and fucking tired of making decisions. sometimes i just want to go pliant and pouty and be arranged and petted at. "puppy in a bad mood?" yes actually. "puppy want me to handle it?" yes, actually!
I just want to hear the wet sounds that my puppy makes every time I thrust into him and watch him go dumb from so much pleasure while I tell him that he's such a good boy for taking it so well
Owner whining out “good boy” as his pup fucks him rougher than he needs to. Biting down hard into his shoulder, digging nails into his hips, thrusting hard into him. Every thrust punching out another gasp and groan.
"good boy" "that's my pretty boy" "you did so well for me" "awwww im so proud of you puppy" "cmere puppy" "hi sweet boy" "good mutt" "that's it, be my good boy" mmmmfmfmfghhhggmmm..,,,,
i love the way a trans’s boy’s cunt swells when he’s hard, how his t-dick peeks out from under his hood, pink and slick. i love pressing my thumb against it and feeling him buck into my hand, desperate for more friction. i love the way his hole clenches around nothing when i pull out, how he begs me to fill him back up.
i love licking a trans’s boy’s cunt until he’s shaking, how his thighs tighten around my head, his fingers twisted in my hair. i love the taste of him, salty and sweet, the way his slick coats my lips. i love how he moans when i suck his t-dick into my mouth, his whole body arching off the bed.
i love the sound of a trans’s boy’s cunt, all wet and obscene when i fuck him with my fingers. i love the way his hole grips me, the little 'squelch' of my palm hitting his thighs. i love hearing him whimper with every thrust, how his breath catches when i curl my fingers just right.
i love the mess of a trans’s boy’s after i’m done with him, his cunt red and swollen, his thighs sticky, his hole gaping and empty. i love the way he looks at me, half-lidded and fucked out, silently asking for more. i love pulling him close and feeling his pulse race against my chest.
Mnghngm need to be tied down somewhere and cooed over and degraded. Like "aww puppy, you like it, huh? Of course you do, it's the only thing you're good for." Busting into my pants over this
Thinking about fucking a pretty boy who's never had a cock inside him before. Watching his eyes go wide and his mouth fall open with just an inch or two inside his tight hole. Him gasping "fuck, oh" when he feels how my cock stretches him open. "ah- it's so thick.." Pushing my cock deep inside him, him panting heavily and whining, pretty eyes glazing over. "oh god, I- I'm so full". Thrusting deep into him, making him cry out in pleasure, rambling incoherently "fuck, fuck, it's so much", I go faster and harder, railing him until he's sobbing "oh my god, oh my god, it's so- OH". Eyes rolling back in his head, whole body jerking and writhing. A complete desperate mess, brainless and cockdrunk
moving my hand up your thigh while we watch a movie. pretending like it’s unintentional. you keep looking down, shifting your thighs pretending like you’re not wet in your boxers. eventually feeling you over them until you're rocking your hips. i’d slip my hand in and get my fingers all nice and wet so i could play with you pushing my fingers inside, still acting like i’m invested in the movie we put on.
Getting filled over and over again, bred enough to feel it sloshing around inside me, to constantly be dripping cum, not ever considering using a condom but in like a chill, not getting pregnant way
Am I mean if I say owner stepping on his puppy’s leash so puppy can’t reach owners cunt with his tongue? Bc I’m saying it.
Poor thing basically trapped down at his feet, whimpering and whining while his owner jerks off right above him. So close. But not close enough. He just wants to bury his face between owners legs but he’s being denied, stopped short by his leash.
“Cmon puppy, don’t you want a taste? Where’s my good boy? Need my good boys tongue so bad.” Knowing they’re the one keeping him from getting at it.