The anon button is not for hate. The anon button is for horny and embarrassed about it.
not having tdick in my mouth right now as i speak while the owner of said tdick keeps his hand in my hair to set the pace is criminal
go support!!
this past year has been hard in a lot of ways – coming to terms with my sexuality and coming out, separating with my spouse because of that, losing two jobs (and it wasn’t even my fault!), losing friends (wasn’t my fault either), and this is on top of other shit that’s been going on in my life for the last couple of years. on the bright side, i’ve started testosterone nine months ago, and yes, a month ago i started this blog which’s been a source of a lot of joy and confidence for me in these harsh times. so thank you all for being here!
anyway, if you want to give me a b-day gift, here’s my аmаzоn wіshlіst and buу mе а соffее. if you tір or buу mе а gіft, you can dm me and request a pic or a gif with your gift or otherwise <3 also i would really appreciate it, since my medical bills skyrocketed recently and, well, i lost two jobs 😬
please note that i won’t be sending pictures of my naked chest. also if you open my buу mе а соffeе, there’s a little face reveal ;)
this will be the pinned post for a while but the questionary is still on! send me your lewd asks <3
and thanks y’all for being here once again!
Whenever i get 'spam' likes i imagine the person jacking off while scrolling through my page <33 are you touching yourself to me? let me see :(
what if i pulled you close and pressed my forehead against yours to gaze into your big beautiful eyes??? then what???
Need him bouncing and crying on it from overstimulation, his eyes rolling back and drool dribbling from his mouth. I want his hips to bruise from me grabbing them hard, so I can jerk him up and down on my cock like the pathetic little fleshlight he is.
manifesting myself with bruised knees from how much time i've spent on the floor sucking their tdick, licking their cunt, shoving my tongue in their hole, choking on their slick, being held by the hair as they thrust into my mouth. manifesting myself with bruised knees-
I love how quickly you reblogged that. wanna wake up moaning before you even realize that I'm touching you? wanna lazily grind against my hand while your body still feels limp?
- sir
i had just woken up when i saw your post, so it was perfect timing really- still feel sleepy and i'm already hard just thinking about you, would just rub myself all over you
biting is always a valid form of communication
what if you just tied my hands and legs up so i couldn’t move and i was spread out and and and what if then you just kept using toys on me, teasing me, edging me, making me cum, using me however you want but just experiment with my body because it’s not really mine is it? i belong to you after all, sir, im nothing but your good little toy <3
“good boy” isn’t enough anymore. i need them to pant and huff and groan, face buried in my neck, grabbing me hnhhhh