FYI I'm on Twitter now and have been uploading some of my old stuff that was hidden after the Tumblr porn ban. My handle is @furftm

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FYI I'm on Twitter now and have been uploading some of my old stuff that was hidden after the Tumblr porn ban. My handle is @furftm
The first guy I ever dated popped up on my Grindr grid while at work yesterday, and today as well. He was the first man I had a sexual encounter with and coincidentally the first trans man as well.
We had a torrid romance which lasted 4 months when I was a few months into testosterone therapy. I was horny as all fuck and struggling with accepting my undeniable desire for men. Before testosterone I thought I was straight because up to that point I had only dated and been with women. I fell heads-over-heels in love with him, he helped me overcome my fear of being with men due to internalized homophobia and transphobia, and was very perceptive. Unfortunately he also had a bad temper and stole money and items from me. It was definitely a toxic love/hate relationship. I finally ended it when he had a massive outburst on the phone. Later on I found out that he had gone through a string of partners before me, doing the same things to them until they burnt out.
I still run into him from time to time at Pride events since he's very well connected in trans and queer circles, but he doesn't recognize me anymore. I hadn't seen him in gay hook up apps though. And I was under the impression that he had moved to Toronto... I'm obviously not happy about this. It's been 9 years and I still want to punch him in the face every time I see him.
The cis dude who I topped with my flesh dick back in the summer was over tonight. He went on all fours and offered up his hairy ass to me. I rubbed my bare cock against his tight hole and rimmed it so good that he came hard on my bedsheets, hands-free. According to him I'm the only one who makes him cum like this and he left my apartment in a post-coital daze - wobbly legs and all. I'm rather proud of myself. I'm also still hard as hell.
Yup... Just lost a friend. I went on Facebook to check whether my friend had unfriended or blocked me, and sure enough, I can't find him anymore. Fuck.
I just had the weirdest night ever. A friend (who I fucked like a year ago) invited me over to a popular gay (bear) bar with his husband tonight. Well... turns out his husband was a little more interested in me than I thought - we ended up rubbing our dicks together on the dance floor and he fingered my pussy.
There was also a creepy guy lurking in the washroom who recognized me from the gym we both go to and tried to lure me into a stall with him. I made a beeline towards my friends and he *followed* me there, and he ended up hitting on my friend's husband and his other friends. He also told everyone there that I used to be heavier (I lost 60-70 lbs over the last couple of years) and how much better I look now. Uhhh thank you? I don't know whether to be offended or complimented. I already struggle with self-image - I don't need someone indirectly telling me I was unattractive when I was heavier. I wonder what would have happened if he had found out I'm trans? Apparently he's a well-known fixture and is known for creeping around and not respecting boundaries. Major EW.
At the end of the night, we were supposed to catch the last bus to their place but we missed it because we got separated. I ended up walking with my friend's hubby but we were so drunk we didn't realize we were going the wrong way until it was too late. When we were reunited with my friend, I found myself in the middle of a couples' spat. All because we missed the bus.
Holy fucking hell.... I wanted the ground to swallow me up right there and then. In the end I waited till they caught a cab home and I went on my way. Now I'm getting messages on Scruff from friend's hubby apologizing and complaining about my friend. This is super awkward.........
I'm posting this while the memories are still vivid because I'm still drunk as all hell. It was a fun but weird night with an unfortunate ending. I just hope I don't lose a friend over this, or end up splitting a couple.
This guy woofed at me on Scruff a few hours ago and I was busy at the time so I took a quick glance at his profile. Apparently the fact that I didn't initiate a conversation with him pissed him off and he opened with this line instead. Well, I did have an interest in him but now that I know he feels *entitled* to a response because he paid attention to me - NOPE. If your opening line is an attempt to guilt-trip me, that's not going to make me want to talk to you. It's not rocket science. Geez.
I went almost 3 weeks without sex because I had a damn bladder infection for 2 weeks and 1 week I had zero luck because I kept getting flaked on. I was extremely frustrated the third week as I was feeling ok but horny AF.
This week, I've had 5 hard cocks. One of them was massive - 8x6. I'm quite honestly surprised my pussy was able to take it. Another two were also quite thick. My pussy is so sore from being stretched out so many times I don't think I can take any cock in it for the next little while, and I'm *still* horny.
The spirit is willing but the flesh is weak.
There's nothing I hate more than judgmental people, particularly when they attempt to shame me for my sexual preferences and desires.
I had a really nice time with an older fellow last night and shared this with a young guy who is (was?) interested in me. I was met with incredulity ("isn't he twice your age?" uh no he's 49 and I'm 30), ridicule ("lol daddy issues?"), and finally disgust because according to him statistics say that older men are the ones spreading STDs around. HAHAHA what a crock of shit! When I pointed out that the risk of contracting STDs is highest among young people aged 15 to 24, according to both the CDC in the US and in Canada, he retorted that older guys are getting them from younger guys. He laughed at me.
Needless to say, he doesn't have a chance in hell with me. I already gave him a pass on indirectly misgendering me last year by saying I'm straight because I fuck men (um what??). Fuck that shit.
Some days I really hate cis gay boys. If I had a dollar for every time I've been approached on gay dating apps just to be asked why I'm hairy (and nothing else!), I'd be a fucking millionaire. This time I get a dose of misgendering too! Seriously dudes, this takes less than 5 minutes to google. If you're not even interested in me and you ask me this, well guess what? I'm not interested in replying.
TFW you realize the boy you have a crush on has probably been after every queer trans dude in the city... You're not special. What the fuck did you expect?
I rarely get crushes and even when I do, I don't develop jealousy. I'm not sure what bothers me more - that I wasn't the only one or that I may have been just a fetish for him.
Thank God I was too drunk to care last night at the dance party and that the hot trans guy I went with fucked me hard after, or else I'd be a much worse mess today.
I had an amazing first experience yesterday. It was the first time in my life that I topped a guy with my own flesh dick.
It was a guy I’d hung out with before but never fooled around with. He sent me a few nudes and invited me over to his place. We chatted for a while in our undies before he pulled me into a kiss. We made out for quite some time and headed to the bedroom, where he got on all fours and offered me his ass. I pulled down his undies and…
Holy fucking shit. He had a wonderful furry ass, so of course I rimmed him. The sight of him on all fours with his bare ass and his hard cock leaking precum all over the sheets was just… unf.
He begged me to fuck him with my dick. We had to work out the positioning but omg it was amazing. He was riding me at one point. It was so fucking hot, and had I not already been tapped out from an earlier hook-up I would’ve cum. “Fuck me harder…” he kept repeating until he shot a huge load.
Yup… I definitely am not a total bottom. I wanna do it again 😍
Instead of drowning my sorrows in booze, I did the responsible thing yesterday and drowned them in cum.
TFW you're supposed to be going in for a grueling 12 hour shift full of physical labour the following day, but you're shitfaced at 1:30 am, moping over some boy you shouldn't have caught feelings for
There are times when I feel like I'm a walking mass of pure, unadulterated, concentrated desire. When even the smallest things cause my dick to engorge and my pussy to leak - a bulge in a man's pants, a handsome face, the ever so slight brush of clothing against the tip of my dick. And then it's too late; the physical reactions feed into a self-reinforcing loop of building sexual hunger until it gnaws at me with such urgency that I cannot ignore it. At that point, even satisfying the craving by jerking off doesn't completely eliminate it and after a while it simply builds up again. Only the company of another human being seems to calm it. It's almost a physical necessity: the need to feel another's naked skin against mine, to probe each others' bodies for a reaction, to take another inside me. And then when I have finally had the longing pounded out of me, I can rest; I can sleep. This is what testosterone feels like. *Sorry for waxing poetic - I had an amazing lay after being horny for three days straight. My legs are wobbly, my hair is a mess, my sheets are wet with sweat but I'm a happy boy. Also, it's shot day*
I got a harness custom made! And it was cheap! The guy who makes these asked me if we had talked before because I looked very familiar. "Yup" I replied. "On Grindr" 😂
I just gotta say this - tops who know how to use their equipment (flesh or not!) are a fucking treasure. A guy I met on grindr earlier in the week hit me up yesterday and I invited him over, me being the horny little beastie I am. This guy definitely knew how to use his dick. I ended up cumming so hard on his dick when he was fucking my cunt from behind that I made him cum at the same time from my muscle spasms and clenching. We napped for about half an hour and then he started playing with my nipples, which drives me absolutely wild... He got instantly hard again and we went for a second round. Made him cum again and almost made me cum again, felt so damn good.
TFW you find out that you fucked your crush's drag sister... twice!! 😱