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t4t but were both cowboys so like. also cb4cb

he should pull me into a kiss by my shirt. he should pull needily on my tie as we make out. he should look me in my eyes and unbutton my shirt slowly. he should

i wanna call a boy pretty and cute and adorable and handsome and beautiful and gorgeous and hot and sexy and watch him trying to hide his face going completely red while he kicks his feet

inside you there are two wolves

one is horny and the other is hornier

“i’m not a dog” I say getting on my knees to beg for your attention

“don’t treat me like i’m your dumb dog” I say as you coo at me and play with my hair after a long day

something in me just wants to play wrestle with a boy i have intense homoerotic feelings towards

Boys when they’re cozy…. Boys in oversized sweatshirts… Boys with their glasses on instead of contacts in…. Boys when they giggle… Boys when they’re unshaven….

does no one rp anymore? i don't know where to find people who'd wanna rp with me :c

Don’t a let a little thing like being a boy keep you from being a girl

is this the forcemasc yall been talking about

need someone to forcemasc me. like someone forcibly give me T please i need to stop being too much of a pussy about politics and familial issues and just do what the fuck i want for a change. of course im not going to DO that because of said PUSSINESS but hey maybe you can do it for me???

STOP giving the tboys edibles. that is CHOCOLATE. he is a DOG

Hiiii can I lazily suck your cock while we watch a movie? Don’t mind how much I’m drooling, just lay down while I bruise my throat with your thick dick plz :3

i’m free on thursday if you wanna start a toxic codependent thing

you should fuck me so hard i whine like a dying wolf in minecraft (wolf_hurt.mp3 style)

“You’re so cute“

“What a needy puppy”

“Good boy”

“Pretty boy”

“Such a pathetic puppy”

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

i need someone to hold the joint to my lips, make me take a long drag and tell me to "hold it." only when they say "drop it" do it get to finally exhale, my head all spinny not just from the weed but from the lack of oxygen

i need someone to do it for the whole joint, and then when im too out of it to properly speak or walk, guide me to the bed or to the couch to use me however they want my cunt is dripping so it must be okay. its not like i could tell them not to if i wanted

for some reason way above my comprehension, i couldn't stop my own body from accepting the weird invitation. when i heard that stupid little words coming out of his goddammit stupid mouth i lost my sense of reality, i felt my blood flowing painfully under my flesh.

"punch me like a man", so i did. my lord, i did it without any warning, without any pity, without any hesitation. my knuckles found his face in the same way the lips of hungry lovers search for each other. in the same way the teeth of a predator seek it's way towards the skin of the prey.

something about the way he spat the blood on the floor made my knees weak. something about the way he grinned with his teeth stained in red made my head spin. something about the way his sweaty binder is now with stains that smell like iron made me feel shivers down my spine. something about the way i felt in control and under control at the same time made my guts tremble.

next time i will hit harder.

(Minors dni)

Hey. You. Yeah, you. The fuck are you doing wearing that shit? I told you, no more feminine crap. Fucking hell man, you look like a girl. Not like the man I know you are inside. Anyways, c'mon. We gotta fix this mess.

I'm dyeing all your stuff black and while I'm painting new patches for your jacket, I'm forcing you to sit on the ground with your head between my spread legs so you can get a good look at what you'll have one day. Hold still you fucking dog, good boys know how to wait. If you're that desperate to get off, you can use my boot like a mutt. Don't you dare make me mess up the stitching on these patches though, this shit's a pain in the ass to get right.

When I'm done, you'll finally look like what you're supposed to. Buzzed head, black denim, and a jacket with patches screaming all the things that you were too scared to even whisper when you were entertaining that stupid idea about being a girl. Chains hanging from your belt, and steel-toed leather boots good enough for crushing the assholes who get in your way.

I'm taking you to a concert in some cramped grimy basement later. It'll be loud, but your voice cracking from the T I'm putting you on will be louder.

forcemasc x puppification combination is so beautiful to me….repressed trans guy who feels a lot of shame and confusion because T is making him so horny he can’t stop jerking off and watching porn until i remind him that that’s exactly what good boys are supposed to do. no baby it’s not evil or wrong, you’re a growing boy after all, and why would your cock get bigger if it wasn’t so that you could play with it better? you shouldn’t feel bad, puppies need to let off steam after getting so riled up! that’s just being a good boy.

once he starts feeling a bit more confident, patronizing him. you jerked off AGAIN? no don’t be embarrassed baby, there’s nothing wrong with you. you’re just a little puppy who can’t control yourself, aren’t you? you’re such a boy, only thinking with your dick. did you jerk off thinking about me? how many times? good boy! next time instead of rubbing it i want you to fuck your hand. once you get more growth i’ll get you a stroker so you can fuck your own little puppy brains out just like you’re meant to do.

slowly turning the most hesitant trans guys into shamelessly horny & obedient boytoys😵‍💫

(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.

T makes you so rageful, and so surprisingly strong... the other day you go into a playful fight with your Tboy friend, but like dogs you start to bite, and before you know it you're just wrestling and beating on each other.

It happens so fast, scrambling and pinning one another down.

With blood pouring down your faces, and adrenaline coursing through your veins, you press your lips together; teeth scraping against one another- biting throats and licking pooling blood from tender skin. You fight for who gets to fuck who on the floor of your basement.

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 that leads to sex” this “fighting then making out” that

Fighting that leads nowhere. Fighting fully clothed, then dragging our tired asses out for a strong drink and some trash diner food. Not talking much. Maybe one of us breaks the silence and says ‘man, I kinda liked that’, and then the other says ‘shut up, jackass’

Metalhead bf who's takes you to concerts because he knows it's too loud for people to hear your moans and too crowded and dark for people to see that he's groping you. <3

I AM A MAN. Any misgendering will be met with being blocked immediately.

I hate small talk can you put your cigarette out on me

I guess this is a thing now...

Hey, there. This is mainly a blog I made to talk more openly about my queerness and hopefully interact with (possibly even befriend *looks at you with big eyes*) more trans/queer people. It's what it says on the label— this is my little corner :]

↳ Tank/Axe

↳ He/him + They/them

↳ closeted and untransitioned *sigh*

↳ adult (<25)

↳ this blog will contain nsfw content, you have been warned

↳ asks and dms are open!

↳ always open to make friends <33

↳ that being said, I do not owe anyone a response. if you're a creep/make me uncomfy, i won't hesitate to block

— rusted axe ▪︎☆ <- vent tag for the sake of blocking