alright i guess im gonna do one of these now heres some shit about me and my stupid blog,
im 21, punk, gay ftm switch from canada. this blog is not gonna be organised at all the soul purpose of it is just that i dont wanna RB horny shit on my main even if its just funny shit.
tho i am open to making friends and mutuals n shit, dms and all that are open to whomever, but reminder that i am a gay man so this isnt a place for women or lesbians, i'd exclude straight boys too but considering youre already here.. i'll help you out ;)
and of course, this is not a place for minors so please fuck off :)
and technically i am a dog but i wont bark for you or wear any pup shit, i just kinda relate to the themes. i mean shit name one ftm who dosnt xD
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shit i passively enjoy but dont think abt much:
t4t, piss, forcemasc, knives, the whole leather/boots thing idk what to call that,
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shit i am NOT into:
scat, gore, ageplay, fauxcest tho im kinda starting to understand the dad thing, detrans, fem shit in any direction- im not putting on a skirt and neither are you.
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i'll add to these lists later this is just whats off the top of my head rn
I wanna be used by an entire frat house. Drugged at a party and kept in a room where they all take turns using me. Preferably I’d wake up filled with come and cock.
unfortunately when i say i like degradation i dont mean it in the 'oh you're such a whore' way i mean it in the 'you're such a fucking slut. Look at how your taking my dick, it's like you were made for this. Made for my use. I'm gonna ruin you, fuck no one else will ever want you after I'm done with you' kinda way
you don’t have an extra hole because you were meant to be a girl, you have it because you’re meant to be a bottom faggot who takes multiple cocks at all times, never forget that
you all do NOT understand the magnitude at which I NEED to be called slut and whore and cocksleeve and fucktoy and an easy lay by the people who are fucking me
i just need to stick the strap between your lips and i’ll feel better i promise, it just gets a bit dysphoric at times not to, y’know? you’re really supporting my mental health when you choke on it, i promise
i wish i could be the personal fuck toy for a friend group and they would all take and send each other photos of me doing humiliating things and could pass me around when they all hang out just using me however they want they could grope me in public and i couldn’t do anything about it
fucking someone who isn’t super experienced with sex>> like, they’re experienced, but they’ve never been taken care of the right way. spending time making sure they’re comfortable, settling between their legs during a make out session. hands start roaming and they’re clearly getting needy, its obvious in the way their hips roll up against you. you can practically feel how desperate they are, even through a few layers of clothes.
eventually you’re grinding into each other, gasping into eachother’s mouths between heated kisses. and god, they’re just so beautiful— and you need them. so you can’t help but whisper between love-bites on their neck, begging them to let you taste them. because you need it so bad, you’re trembling at the thought.
obviously, this is where they’re a bit iffy. not because they don’t want to. but because nobody’s ever made them feel good before. their last experiences were spent with people who didn’t know what they were doing. but you? you’ve been waiting for this— waiting for them. so when you start kissing your way down their body, they get nervous, their hands flying to your hair as a way to ground themselves.
and suddenly, you’re taking care of them the way they deserve, the way everyone else before you didn’t. it’s like some sick form of corruption— because from that night on, all they’ll be able to think about when it gets late is the way your mouth felt on them. the way you made them come. something no one has done for them before. and all you can think about is the way they fucked your face, the obscene sounds when they were grinding against your tongue for relief.