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Im quite bored so here's why I identify as a cismale:

We were raised as a girl and our birth certificate stated female but that has nothing to with cis and trans from my point of view. From what I personally remember, I was raised male, I identified as a cismale, I'm still a cismale because I feel that label still matches me despite the body hop.

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Cmiagender Pride Flag

Cmiaspec/cismiaspec, cmiaty/cismiaty, miacis/miacisgender, cismia/cmia or cismiagender/cmiagender: umbrella term for anyone on the "cis male" side of the viabinary-to-aptobinary spectrum.

Similar to cisvir (cisgendervir), cmaingender/cismaingender (CMAIN/CISMAIN), and cmingender (CMIN) or cismideospec/cmideospec. However, this flag includes anyone who fits both spectrums: cis* (ciaspec) and man/male/boy/guy (miaspec or wergender), regardless of birth assignment (assigned gender/sex).

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I want nothing more right now than to have a boy come over, run me a bath, pack a bag of toys, and pick out an outfit for me while I'm relaxing in the bubbles. I want him to come in when he's done and wash my hair, wash my body, shower me with kisses while hes drying me off, then leave me breathless and deperate for more. He'd watch me get dressed before taking me to a party.

He'll bring me drinks and whisper all the things he wants to do to me and kiss my neck in a crowded room where I have to keep my composure. When I'm begging for him to touch me he would toss me over his shoulder and take me to a room, lock the door, and he would all but rip all the pretty things he dressed me up in off my body.

He would praise me for how well behaved I've been. He will trail kisses down my neck and chest, stopping and leaving hickeys where they'll be visible when I'm dressed again, then push me back onto the bed. He'd spread my legs, teasing me for being so wet already, rubbing his fingers over my clit before dropping to his knees and dragging me to the edge of the mattress.

He lays me at his alter, I am his willing sacrifice, he trails kisses up my thighs before eating me like I'm his first meal in weeks. My fingers twined in his hair, pulling him closer, grinding myself into his mouth, desperate moans escaping me. When I'm close he'll get up, procuring a plug and a vibrator from the bag before undressing, drawing a pleading whine from my lips when he returns, pressing his thigh between my legs.

His kisses taste of ambrosia and alcohol, like nectar from the gods. I can't control myself, my hips buck against his thigh and I beg for him to have his way with me. He hushes me with a kiss and sits back, plug in hand, and slowly presses it into me, reveling in my hitched breaths and moans.

He grabs my wrists and pins them above my head, his eyes hungrily taking in my form as he settles between my legs, his member resting at my entrance. He teasingly presses the tip into me and pulls back a few times, not yet letting it slide in fully. I writhe and roll my hips, trying to get more before I lose my patience with being good and wrap my legs around his hips, pushing him in in one swift movement.

He sighs, simultaneously annoyed and satisfied with my disobedience. I moan, finally being filled perfectly. He thrusts, deep and hard, as if to tell me how naughty that was, before setting a languid pace, my legs stay wrapped around his waist. He watches my eyes flutter shut, listening to my breathy moans hitch with each thrust, face flushed with lust and desire. He presses his face into my neck and begins thrusting with more desperation.

He's close, but he's not done yet, so he stops and breathes for a moment before he pulls out completely. I sit up and follow him, kissing his neck and running my hands over his body. That doesn't last. He turns me as he pushes me back towards the bed, so I land on my hands and knees. His hands explore my thighs and back, his cock pressed against me again, I grind back onto him.

He hands me the vibrator then leans over me so he can whisper in my ear, "You know what to do with that, dont you?" He then presses his hand between my shoulder blades until I sink down on one forearm so I'll be stable enough to pleasure myself with my other hand. I spread my legs wider, positioning the head of the wand just right before turning it on. I jolt from the sensation and he praises me, his cock pressing into me, I squirm as he fills me again.

This time he is reckless and rough, gripping my hips and pulling them back against him with each thrust. I can hardly breathe, let alone moan, and my legs shake, already close. My body is shuddering, it only takes a few encouraging words to push me over the edge, convulsing and panting as I come apart. I clench and spasm around him, his hips stutter, thrusts becoming more erratic before he joins me. I can feel each pulse as he cums with me, his hands grip me tighter, his moans sound like a symphony.

Eventually he stops, still inside me, and sighs. I push my hips back a few times to hear his breath hitch. I turn off the vibrator and toss it to the side before falling forward and turning over, making space for him on the bed. He collapses next to me, holding me close, pulling my hair loose from it's bun and running his fingers through it so it can dry untangled.

We lay there in silence, catching our breath, exchanging lazy satified kisses until the aftershocks stop wracking through my body. Slowly we gather ourselves, helping echother dress, sneaking kisses along the way, and head back out into the party, covered in each others marks.

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