Buz

22| ftm | he/they live , laugh , love star trek ✨to be cringe is to be free✨

[dimentionalshifter]

EVERYTHING ON THIS BLOG SHOULD BE ASSUMED IS SAFE AND CONSENSUAL!!!

DNI: MINORS & CISHET MEN

asks are open and encouraged, as for dms it depends

terms i use: good boy, pretty boy. DONT say tdick. it’s my dick & my cunt and i want you to suck on it even after i tell you it’s too much and i can’t handle it anymore and make me regret asking you to and really any feminine or masculine adjectives associated with praise

interests: cnc, praise, fr33 use, forcemasc, overstim, edging & denial, cockwarming & strapwarming, t4t, intox(but usually only aphrodisiacs), and the occasional moster fucking

absolute boundary: inc3st, scat, detrans, fauxcest & incest

we’ll see how often i actually end up posting anything

(if you recognize the posts from a different account, but can’t find that account anymore, that’s bc i deleted the account and i’m restarting here)

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i’m not really into ageplay until the person in question is trans. because you are so wise, and i want to honor you in every way possible. even if your not that much older than me, or early in your transition. the moment i see one in public i just want to worship the ground you walk on. i’d do anything for you.

anything.

also i’ll never understand why society is so anti grey hair. grey hair makes anyone and everyone 10x more attractive

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me when there’s a girl in the room and a wasp shows up: fear not milady, i shall be your knight. i am not such a coward that would surrender to this mere insect. come here you foul puny beast!

me when there’s another guy in the room and a wasp shows up: OH MY GOD KILL IT. SET IT ON FIRE. AAAHHHHHHH *runs away*

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forcemascing, but you keep reassuring me “real men let others take what they want” so you can keep groping me, taking off my clothes, pushing me onto my knees, and bending me over furniture, whenever you please. you remind me how big and hard my cock gets when you play with me, and that’s how you know i’m a real man.

occasionally you invite friends over, and they don’t hesitate to show me how manly i am. they always remind me real men like it rough, and they tell me how they wish they could have a pretty boy like me around more often

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FUCK. i need a transmasc sugar daddy so badly. someone to pay for T, and top surgery, to show me how to properly stoke my dick, how to fuck and get fucked like a man, how to suck cock, to throw out all of the girly clothes and jewelry i still have bc “what if it really is just a phase?”, and take me out for new clothes, new jewelry, to get boxer and briefs so i can see which i like more, to get me new glasses that are far more masculine, to praise my new body hair and how handsome i look, AND TO FORCE ME TO GO TO THE GYM WITH HIM, then have a quick fuck in the locker room for being good.

i want you to take a picture after you’ve taken care of me for years and show me it next to a picture from before i met you and how much happier i am now, because i know i will be happier.

what’s much more realistic is ill become my own sugar daddy. which is much more poetic, but very very annoying

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as i suck on your balls, the vibrator you taped to my dick turns on again and you laugh as you watch my back arch all the way off the table i’m laying on, and feel me suck you with even more passion. you see me desperately try to close my legs that are being forced apart by rope, as i write on the table from overstimulation. after about twenty seconds it turns off again. in the morning when i woke up i found you had left me alone with my arms and legs tied to the legs of the table, and a vibrator on me. after you got home from work you found me a writhing mess.

this thing is a new device your friend suggested to you. there are three probes attached to it that stick anywhere on the body that detect when the user is close and when the user is not, and turns on and off the vibrator accordingly. it keeps me perpetually on edge. it’s recommended to only use for short periods of time, or else you will become too sensitive and you could loose the ability to think for progressivly longer periods of time. you made sure not to tell me about the last part when you first proposed the idea of the toy to me.

“mm your doing so good pretty boy” you say as you pump another load of cum onto me and change positions so i can cockwarm you while you prepare for the next round, with no clear end in sight. besides, why would you stop? i’m clearly having fun, and you have at least three more loads in you. maybe if you keep me on this device throughout the night, then you can keep having fun tomorrow. maybe even invite some friends over

you look on your phone and see there’s an extension that includes a couple of plugs. you add it to your cart and order it.

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turns out, the movie i’ve been begging to see is absolutely incredible and breathtaking, but only to me. you find the movie mind numbingly boring, so you slip your hand into my boxers and start to lightly jerk me off. i get annoyed but it’s quickly replaced with pleasure. i would reach for the remote, or protest, if i could manage to focus on anything else but your hand. even tho we’re at home i still try to stuff any noise forcing its way out of me, just so you don’t the satisfaction of turning me on.

you don’t bother to hide your stupid smug smile at how quickly i get hard and soaking wet, but you still keep your touches light drifting between teasing my dick and slipping into my cunt. towards the end of the movie, (are we at the end of the movie? feels like you’ve been doing this forever, but i stopped paying attention to the movie so long ago) you pick up pace on my dick, and without much warning i cum on your hand.

you lean over and remind me “i didn’t give you permission.”

panic floods through my system as i realize he’s right. but he did this, so clearly it was implied?? still wasn’t explicit permission. you turn off the tv and pull me into the bedroom for my punishment while i apologize over and over, begging for forgiveness knowing it will never come.

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“please, never stop using me. all i want is to serve and worship you. i promise i’ll always be soaking wet for you, like i am now, awaiting your every command. all i can think about, day and night, is you pushing your cum deep inside me. i only cum when you allow.” is what i would be saying if i wasn’t on my knees with my face buried against you desperately trying to suck you off for the past few hours, making sure to maintain eye contact the whole time.

i’ve tried to back away for some air a few times, but every time you clamp your thighs together saying “awww pretty boy thought he could get a break?” and you grip my hair and push my head back down. “thaaaat’s it, there you go, just like that, that’s a good boy mmm.”

i reach down to jerk myself off, but stop because i know once i start i won’t be able to control myself, so instead i hump the floor desperate for any kind of friction as my precum and drool create a puddle on the ground.

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friendly message to say comments, asks, and dms telling me to edge, cum, or deny myself, how many times, and on what days, will always be accepted and obeyed. i’m honestly quite tired of not being able to control myself tbh

if two people give me commands for the same day, the most most recent will be moved to the following day.

[dimentionalshifter]

~plap plap plap~

i came for the second time as you roughly pound into me. soon after, you grip my hips and keep my ass flush against your hips. you cum buried deep in me.

“ah-mm-that was so good-fuck” i say through heavy panting. i try to twist around, but you steel your grip on my ass. “where do you think you’re going?” you lean down, pressing me back down, and breathe against my ear. “i’m not done yet”

“but, you-you already finished-” concern and confusion clear in my voice. you ball up my boxers and stuff them in my mouth. “be a good fleshlight and cockwarm me ‘till i’m ready to go again cause i’m not pulling out ‘till i decide so” you spread my ass and consider when you should pull out just so you can fill another hole

[dimentionalshifter]

no one ever talks about how hard it is to want to worship someone, but to have no one to worship

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fuuuuuck my hand hurts. i just want someone's help already. i'm gonna get arthritis if someone doesn't help me. i'm so needy humping just isn't enough

[dimentionalshifter]

anybody want to buy me boxers, because that's what boys wear, and then rub me through them for hours until i'm a wet whimpering mess? any body? no? alright :/