Having Blood On The Face Will Make Anyone Hot

making out with him in a disgusting bathroom stall at a show. its my first punk show and he was so cocky i'd be the one who's a mess, but he completely switches up when he sees my split lip dripping blood and me covered in sweat. pinning him against the wall and unbuckling his pants so i can jerk him off while kissing him. the blood from my busted lip getting all over his mouth, kissing down to his neck so i can mark up his skin. making fun of him for how much he's already leaking and smiling into the kiss when he whimpers, his knees start getting weak, and he's humping into my hand for some release.

fighting with a t-guy over dominace (aka who gets to top) but when i make eye contact - oh no, my muscles give out and suddenly he's overpowered me. i lost, and he's got me pinned, straddling my torso, breathing in my face with a wild look from the brief adrenaline this little bit of exercise gave us, both of us panting from the exertion...

force masc coaching in ways that don't require surgery or hormones (for those with vaginas):

only let them cum/get off if they're wearing a strap

tell them you're gonna suck their balls and then suck on the outer lips of their vagina, refer to it as their balls, don't touch anywhere else, watch them squirm and buck their hips wishing you'd just eat them out all ready

only let them piss if they go through a pee prosthetic

^^ bonus points if they can only use it while you're holding it for them

watch voice training videos with them and masturbate while they practice along with the video

^^ or, better yet, jerk them off while they practice voice training as a real challenge,, see how many sessions it takes for whiney moans to turn into deep grunts,, stop completely and essentially edge them if their voice gets too high whimpering

(Minors dni)

Why are you standing at the back of the venue? Take my hand, you're supposed to fucking mosh at a hardcore punk show dude. I'll pick you up when you fall, don't mind the sting in your thigh or the needle and syringe I slip into my pocket when I help you to your feet again. You didn't see anything in my hand. It was probably somebody's spiked clothing. That's what you get for insisting on wearing feminine shit when you know it isn't a reflection of your true self.

I know the local scene pretty well, so I keep taking you to shows every week with me. You follow me around like a puppy. It's pretty cute, to be honest, watching you jump around like one, really getting into it. My friends joke around and tell me to call off my dog before he bites someone. I laugh and just tell them that puppies are like that.

And when the night ends and you're back at my place, you're grinding on my thigh like you're in heat, whining and clawing at my chest. Aww puppy, your tdick is coming in so nicely, and I bet it's sensitive rutting against me huh? It's so cute hearing your voice break while you whine into my neck, getting a little lower every week. I'm being real indulgent letting you make a mess like this on my thigh, you know. So you better clean it off with your tongue when you're done.

got horny while scrolling through tumblr and then just as i got riled up enough to shove my hand down my trousers, i'm cringing into myself and i want to cry. wtf

when is it my turn to get my brain turned off by a pretty boy giving me weed, getting me high and drunk while i sit in his lap, lean my head against his chest and talk to him about random things as he strokes through my hair?

yearning for friendships with fellow freaky trans guys while having the social skills of a piece of lint is actually very hard. someone should pat me on the back and give me a juice box for it

Boys who stick their tongues out when they jerk off btw

When we’re both kinda sex averse but pent up so we have to just beat the shit out of each other to get the energy out

please bro beat the shit out of me I need it for enrichment