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[somnus-the-tist]

[spndxjck2]

[smudger19xxx]

Why do we never see things like this happening when the dude is naked.

Or taking c*ck?

🤷‍♂️😅

[nb-nightwing-deactivated2022111]

they posted a full version lol it's mr Stacy's dad for me

[allbecauseoftheboys]

This is what the internet is for.

[smudger19xxx]

(via fagg0t-queen, fagg0t-queen)

Would you look at that... Dinner on a shelf! 😜

[cryinginthelightofthetvstatic]

can we like…get rid of the so-called leather and rubber “pride flags” ? it’s honestly ridiculous and offensive to the lgbtq community. those aren’t pride flags. 

[dead-dyke]

The leather pride flag is the second oldest pride flag. It has been at almost every single US pride parade and protest in history.

It’s older then you are, it’s older then I am. The leather community is responsible for pride. Leather daddies were the ones chasing away cops when they tried to arrest us for being queer in public back when Pride Parades were illegal in the US. They are still the ones chasing away cops and corporations from smaller pride events and those that aren’t sanctioned by Wells Fargo. The leather community is essential to the queer community and has a long and rich history.

Please fuck off if you’re not going to learn the actual history of pride.

And don’t fucking out your hate in our tags, asshole.

[budgiesmuggled-deactivated20210]

The leather pride flag represents an expression of self which is inherently queer, and a community which has been around for generations. It is not offensive to the LGBT+ community in any way. I have seen cis gay and bisexual men standing shoulder-to-shoulder with trans men, all of them united by their leather community roots. The leather community is more diverse and nuanced than you perhaps know, but that is no reason for you to shit on a community you don’t understand.

Here is a photograph from 1998, displaying the leather pride flag, the bear gay pride flag, and the rainbow flag. This is our history.

Source.

Here is a photograph from 1987: three queer women entering into the Ms. National Leather Association Contest, or simply gathering as spectators.

Source.

A flyer from 1989, rallying the leather community to march in a Stonewall anniversary protest.

Source.

A photograph from 1988: Tony Deblase, the creator of the leather pride flag, and a gay man, embracing a fellow member of the leather community. Over his shoulder is Judy Tallwing McCarthy, a Native American woman who was part of the leather community from 1959. She co-founded the first lesbian BDSM group in Portland, along with her partner, Sashie Hyatt.

Source. Source.

Just because you don’t know the history, doesn’t mean it isn’t there. Be humble, and always assume you have more to learn. Hatred, and outright dismissal of communities you know nothing about, is the most aggressively anti-LGBT thing I can imagine.

The leather community has always included trans people, lesbians, gay men, and bisexuals. The leather community is global and nuanced. The leather community is where many of us encounter our found families, and our lovers. For you to dismiss that is cold-hearted and ignorant. Just because queer sex is involved, doesn’t make the community dirty or bad.

[thunderboltsortofapenny]

I’m again fucking begging the baby gays to read/watch/listen to How To Survive A Plague.

Do you have any. Any idea. Any god damn clue. How kink intersects with LGBT and queer community. Queer history. Do you know why the community pushed for, and against, closing the bathhouses during the 80s? Do you know who organized awareness campaigns about HIV, even way back when it was still called GIRD. Do you know who created the safe sex pamphlets, the classes, who pushed for disclosing your health history to partners, who distributed contraceptives and condoms and dental dams at parties and meetings and baths? Do you even know where the safe sex education we have now comes from? Do you know where a bulk of the language about consent came from? Do you have any good god damn idea what the kink communities have done for us, and continue to do for us?

Keep their names out of your mouths because you clearly don’t know what the hell you’re talking about

[darkshrimpemotions]

If there is one thing I could say to young queer folks, especially young queer folks in the U.S. who are coming of age in a world that is more accepting than the one I knew growing up, it’s this:

Don’t be so quick to sanitize your queerness and make it corporate pride daytime TV-friendly. Don’t be so quick to jump on the purity bandwagon. Don’t be so quick to speak on what your community should look like before you’ve actually learned the history of your community, and always be aware that there are things you probably don’t yet know.

These things will not protect you. They never have. And all you’re doing is isolating yourself from community, from support, from the strength we all have when we stand together in a world that would gladly pick us off one by one.

Queerness isn’t as hidden or embattled now (in some places) as it once was, but make no mistake: when our existence was illegal everywhere the people you have this knee-jerk “hide the weirdos” reaction to are the very ones who would’ve had your back against the cops and the gay-bashers.

The people who made me feel safe to come out in my 20s flew the rubber and leather flags alongside the rainbow flag and often the trans flag as well. You don’t get to tell any of them they don’t belong anymore just because you don’t understand.

[prettyponyprincess-prancespiety]

Rip this from my cold, dead hands

[drakes-todd]

These kids are so ignorant and it worries me greatly

Everything we have,everything we are is because of ancestors and the shit they had to go through.

We are stronger and more powerful because of them.

And for you kids to be so flippant and shaky really disappoints me.

[chrispyrecaptions]

Read every last word of this.

[nakedbamajock2]

[mistertrapdaddy]

TUMBLR IS RE-ACTIVATING SAFE MODE!

This is essentially a shadow-ban on the entire NSFW blogging community.

If you run a NSFW blog, you will soon notice that your audience has dropped substantially.  You cannot prevent this from happening, but if you prepare your followers for the forced “safe-mode” change, you can reduce the impact.  

REBLOG - SHARE - WARN YOUR FOLLOWERS

BE PREPARED TO DISABLE SAFE-MODE ONCE AGAIN!

[6stringgig]

Boosting!

[sintiva-deactivated20220801]

get it out there!!!

[gay-irl]

gay irl

[smudger19xxx]

OMG I feel seen... 👀 😅

[cabezadetoro]

[very-kinkyboy]

👀

[sandandglass]

[natalie-mars]

I don’t reblog much, but this is too well said not to.

[themayfieldtreasury]

This always gets a reblog.

[a-magpie-witchling]

This post has 669.069 notes and I take that as a sign

[pantymime]

Gage Gomez by Mitchell Phun

[allbecauseoftheboys]

I saw the photo for the first time in a magazine when I was in my early 50s. I was in the dentist’s office, waiting for a cleaning, and it was a dated issue someone has left on the waiting room table with the address crossed out. There was a photo expose called, “Remember the Youth of Old New York”, featuring both black and white color photographs of young people living in the moment in a New York City that no longer existed. It was shot by student photographers at the time. It captivated me, because I was there. I lived it. I didn’t expect to recognize anyone and especially not Tommy.

When I turned the page, the shock took all the air out of my lungs. There he was, young and stunning, in Greenblatt’s deli. We used to stop in there when it was hot, when we were too early for customers to pick us up. Tommy loved this peach ice tea, but the store usually ran out and he’d be stuck with lemon. Tommy would put his hands on his knees and stare at the fridge selection like a batter on first considering stealing second base. Mr. Greenblatt liked us, and he’d often hide the peach ones behind the lemon so Tommy could get one on a hot summer day. Tommy always found it.

Mr. Greenblatt didn’t care if you were queer, Cuban, black, Jewish, or anything Sometimes he’d save “mistake” sandwiches behind the counter for the homeless kids who’d run away from New Jersey, Connecticut, wherever, and came to New York and never had enough cash. Mr. Greenblatt had grown kids who had moved away, never called. We were his kids, and he took care of us.

I leaned back in my chair and sighed as I stared at the photo. Those were the days. Me and Tommy and the boys, we’d sleep late, wander around the city like we owned the damn place, and at dusk we’d gravitate to our corners, looking for familiar cars. You could live on that money you made, sucking off nervous businessman or stroking them in a side street with the engine running. You just needed one or two fares who’d take you to a hotel to make rent. None of us lived anywhere fancy, but we had a roof over our heads and a shower that was warm if you were quick.

I had some faint memory of some guy taking pictures in this deli. We thought he was some NYU student trying to do something artsy. I don’t remember him taking photos of us though. I wondered who took the picture. I wondered if there was one of me somewhere, unpublished. In the caption, there was a description: Unidentified young man considers choices in Greenblatt’s Deli in the Lower East Side. That made me a little angry. That was Tommy. That stupid fucking NYU photographer or whoever he was couldn’t even get his subject’s name. I decided I’d find him and fix that.

“Mr. Washington?”

The stupid photographer would probably feel real fucking embarrassed once he found out that Tommy was dead. And not from HIV, like so many of us were, like I should have been, but no, he was hit by a stray bullet during an unrelated robbery. I was there. I closed my eyes. Still clear as day, like a movie. I could even still hear the sound Tommy made when his body hit the ground.

We could never find his parents. I don’t think he had parents anyway. But some of his clients came to his funeral. Some even paid for it. I thought that was real nice.

“Mr. Washington? Anyone know if there was a Mr. Washington here?” I blinked, pulled out of my headspace. “Uh yeah that’s me, sorry. I drifted off for a second there.” “Oh,” the assistant smiled. “That’s ok. Right this way Mr. Washington.” "Can I keep this magazine?” I asked. “Sure,” she chirped. I had to set it down because I needed both hands to get up. Knees weren’t the same these days. I clutched the magazine as I walked back to the dental chair. I hoped this cleaning didn’t take too long. I couldn’t wait to call that stupid fucking photographer and tell him about Tommy.  

When I got out of the cleaning though, there were more thoughts in my mind. I think it was time to drive to New York and see Tommy again. I called Adam on my cell phone - what a thing that was! - and said, “Hey, want to go to New York for the weekend?” “What for?” “Feeling nostalgic. And needing a good bagel.” Adam knew about my past. He probably knew this was about Tommy. But bless Adam, he somehow knew when to not ask for details. He knew trauma never really goes away, it just gets easier to live with. He always supported me in indirect ways on as-needed basis. Best decision I ever made was marrying him. “Yeah, I could use a good bagel,” Adam said, “And some good Chinese food too. I’ll get a cat sitter and a hotel, we can go on Friday. We’ll talk plans when you get home.” “Sounds great. Also, can you call your nephew and ask him to find a phone number for me please? It’s a photographer. Shouldn’t be too hard.”

_______________________ Captions are fictional.

[smudger19xxx]

Caption is a beautiful and sad story... ❤️

[lockedboi-deactivated20191001]

Chastity is easy, right?

Ready to Be Used …

On one hand, chastity is really easy.

One day your lover/Master/Owner locks you up in a chastity device and tells you to forget about touching, getting erect, or even cumming for the near future.

You’re turned on for a bit right from the get-go and you probably get resoundly fucked then fall asleep in each others arms.  You wake up a few times with some burning or pinching.  But, you feel good about living out your dream of being locked'n'denied.

That’s the easy part.  Then …

After a few days you start to miss touching, fondling your cock.  You miss that exciting feeling as it grows stiff in your hands.  And you say to yourself “God, I wanna cum.”

You figure your keyholder will be back on the weekend and he’ll let you out.  He’ll let you stroke your hard cock and bust a nut whilst he’s fucking your hole.  But Friday night comes and he’s tired from working all week and he just wants to have a nice meal, some cuddling and a good night’s sleep.

Laying in bed, spooning with him, you reach behind to feel his cock because you miss the feeling of yours.  Even though he’s tired, his cock responds … hardens in your hand.  It’s then that your cock suddenly swells in the cage … almost hurting.

He turns to lay on his back and you turn and duck under the covers.  You hold his hard cock at the root and bring his swollen, hot, soft cock head to your lips.  You breathe in the smell of him.  Your tongue darts out to touch the tip to find he’s already oozing.  You open your lips and let his cock slowly enter your mouth.

You start to suck his cock slowly, respectfully … enjoying the feel of it as your throat relaxes and more and more of it slides deeper down your throat.  There’s a deep sigh from him.

As you suck him your cock swells and fills every bit of space in your cage.  Your hole twitches and your mind suddenly screams in need.  You want to leap up and drop yourself on his pole, rape yourself on him.  Your body desperately needs release … you’ve never gone this long without cumming.

You’re a good boy and you focus on his cock. You feel it thicken, harden.  He’s moaning now. His body squirming.  You suck harder. You feel that tube in his cock swell.  He grabs your head with both hands and fucks your throat.

With several ecstatic grunts his load explodes in your mouth and you swallow every drop.

After a few moments letting his cock soften in your mouth you pull up while he turns away and falls instantly asleep.  Sated.

You’re left there, cock still swollen in its cage, hole still twitching, and your whole body yearning for the exciting, explosive ending.  You spend the next couple hours trying to get back to sleep.

Then it gets worse … 

You wake up in the morning with your cock trying to burst out of the cage with a morning hardon.  Groaning in pain you run to the bathroom … but you can’t take a piss cuz you’re all swelled up.  You splash some cold water on it, and that helps a little.

You jump in the shower and distract yourself with that at your cock finally calms down.  You relax and the piss jets out of you splashing everywhere and you sigh with relief.

Just then your lover opens the door to the shower, his turgid cock swaying deliciously.  He grabs you and kisses you passionately making your cock swell again - it’s been a whole week since it’s been free of the cage.  He puts his hands on your shoulders and pushes you down to your knees.  "Open" and you obey and open your mouth.

He puts the tip of his semi-hard cock on your tongue, sighs and a torrent of bitter morning piss jets like a firehouse making you choke and sputter.  His piss is everywhere, mouth, face, soaking your hair.

When he’s done he pulls you up and kisses you and rinses you.  He begins soaping your body and you are so turned on by him, by your need than you moan just from his touch.  You turn and present your ass to him; he knows you need his cock.  With a bit of soap for lube he works his hard cock into your needy hole.

Ecstasy spreads through every pore of your body.  His need is such that in no time at all he’s no longer making love to you he’s fucking you, shoving his cock as hard and deep as he can get it in you.  Your hands are gripping the shower walls.  You moan, whine with the aggressive fucking you’re receiving, and you hear yourself beg for more, beg for release.  Even though his pounding has knocked everything from your mind; your body remembers the dozens of times this exact same thing has happened but you were free to grab your cock and cum with him.

But no longer.

You feel him rush.  You can tell his cock is going to explode a load of his cum deep in your bowels.  He can no longer hold back and he screams his orgasm into your shoulder.  The two of you vibrate together in the final surges or cum and orgasmic energy.

He holds you  for a bit, gathering his strength, his heart rate and breathing back to normal.  He pulls out of you and a gush of his sperm squirts out, plopping on the shower floor.  He steps back a bit and rinses his cock.  He steps out of the shower and goes back to the bedroom.

And you’re left wondering when he’ll unlock you and let you cum…

[kinkfanatic]

Part(4)

A dream😍🔥 position. Just purchased my 1st sling from Fort Troff. Sooo ready to use it.😁

[hotmalecunt]

It’s amazing

[smudger19xxx]

Hot af 🔥

[trylonandperisphere]

Wow. The patience, kindness and calm communication skills. Outstanding.

From raindovemodel

[loveislattes]

This made me cry. I wish all situations could be handled as perfectly as this

[fatsexybitch]

I just want to point out the core of what the diffuser did in this conversation

They recognized that the mother was also expressing a vulnerable truth about herself - that she felt like a bad mother because her child was expressing gender feelings she wasn’t equipped to help with - and met her where she was, a concerned parent with limited information - to point her where she should be heading, research and resources.

Im going to make more of an effort to stop reflexively pushing people away when they express biases and make more of an effort to hear the underlying fears when i can

[redseeker]

“it’s easier to love ourselves when we feel loved as ourselves”

damn that is so  powerful though

[smudger19xxx]

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[toddreu-deactivated20191220]

Here’s a picture of my succulent ass

[smudger19xxx]

Heh