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being horny with joint problems sucks. i go to spread my legs and all of a sudden im curled up in pain.

hes such a fucking nerd i wanna jack his cock about it.

listen LISTEN you HAVE to suck tboy strap. you HAVE TO. it's enrichment. his vet told me so.

Hey, is there a name for techum thats taking apart the items? Because I Love doing that. But I don't know what tags to look for.

i think wireplay might be your best bet. not exactly what you're looking for, but within the techum side of that tag there's a fair few posts about taking the items (robots, usually, but i've seen a couple that aren't about them) apart! hopefully this helps, otherwise honestly i'll be scanning the techum tag with you for something similar. that shit is hot.

I really wanna rest my head in someone’s lap while they comb their fingers through my hair and tell me everything’s gonna be okay. Sorry, I know this is one of my more extreme fantasies, but I just had to get it out there😔

society would improve if everyone jerked it kinda faggy to some furry images

oohoohoo how i yearn to be on my knees between his legs just being his dog. sucking on his fingers or his strap or his tdick just to have my mouth full and my brain empty, his hands in my hair telling me what a good slut i am for him O_o

the line between praise and condescension/degradation is so thin, and i plan to drive a boy insane by using it as a jump rope.

“you’re such a pretty, dumb little thing, aren’t you?”

“so gorgeous… you were truly made to be my little slut, weren’t you?”

“look at you, drooling and whining. so pathetic, it’s adorable.”

“you’re crying already? thought you said you could handle it, acting all big and strong earlier, just to turn into crying mess, so disappointing, thought you could handle a lot more. you look absolutely gorgeous when you cry, though, sweetheart, so i’ll just have to carry on.”

“so whiney… you can barely even get a word out anymore, can you? it’s okay, sweetheart, whores don’t need to think. just focus on being an good boy for me.”

“such pretty noises… you’re so pretty when you beg me to stop. you don’t really want me to, do you? clinging to me so hard, i bet you’d cry if pulled away… aw, look at you, tears already welling up. your eyes are so pretty, doll, makes me want to fuck you harder. don’t even know what you want, hm? i just know what’s better for you, so just focus on staying so pretty and loud for me. such a pathetic, dumb little thing.”

so glad i'm a trans man cuz if i wasn't id have a noticeable boner 24/7

God, something about being fucked doggy style is so mind melt to me. Having my face shoved into the pillows, lifting my hips to display how wet I am, just being so vulnerable and needy for someone...

any transfags wanna start a band w me?

i promise not to get hard seeing you play and grab you by the hips to grind on ur ass and whisper all the ways i wanna take you into your ear as you practice, and i promise not to grab you by your belt loop to pull you closer to me while you talk to your fans all too distracted by my fingers slipping under your jeans, and i promise not to pull you into a old closet between sets to hold you up against the wall and fuck you as i hiss in your ear how much of a dirty cock whore you are for wanting some dick up your ass this bad.

nyways hmu so we can pick out a bandname

boypussy really is the best, huh?

i mean, come now! holding a guy down, spreading open his cunt and listening to his whines and whimpers, tying his hands back. you push it open and then push your cock in. you shut his brain off and then, you can breed him!

super easy

tumblr lingo got me saying shit like “licks ur forehead puppystyle” as a genuine form of queer affection

Did you know?: You can fuck the government owned war machines. They can't stop you. And if they try just remind them that they're paid for by *your* tax dollars and you thus own part of them and are allowed to do what you want. Which includes getting railed by a 5-Ton hyper efficient construct of metal and death. As is the right of any person

imagine being an engineer so you make your own robot lover. but you dont really. know its ur lover yet.

you get to chat with it allll day and upgrade it whenever you want with the newest things... but it starts feeling so. intimate.

since when was getting your fingers on their wires so sensual? feeling the code and electricity running through them.. knowing that this - all of this - is all your creation? when did that become so nice to know?

you take pride in your creations, yeah, but maybe pride isnt the word you would find the robot trying to convey.

is it more lust?

when the little beeps become louder, the fan inside its torso powering itself harder when you touch specific components, seeing the limbs twitch and jerk as you play with the wires... its easier to get lost in the reactions than it is to focus on actually upgrading the thing.

it doesnt help the fact when their little charging stand is in your room. it used to be in the office. why did you bring it up here? maybe because you wanted it closer. maybe because you wanted it to see what youre doing on a more personal level. it *is* your creation anyway. maybe you moved it because you *need* to pull it into your bed sometimes.

then the charging stand turns into a small cable that detaches automatically when the robot is done charging. you can pull it into bed easier, feel the whirring under your fingertips, keep it and yourself warm with the blanket...

the need for warmth turns into the need for a little bit of pleasure. just a little.

grinding never hurt anyone, right?

especially not when the metal is just so smooth. when their own fingertips and palms come up to meet your own skin. when they start guiding you along.

when did they even get to learn this type of stuff?

When I was a kid I was “darn I just love when female characters pretend to be dudes for whatever reason” and the reason will not shock you in the slightest

desperately need to make out with him while he’s wearing nothing but my oversized t-shirt. wanna feel him grind his warm, leaky cunt against my thigh. wanna guide his hips as he ruts into me. wanna feel him moan and whine into my mouth as he goes stupid from the attention.

telling him “faster boy. don’t you wanna cum for me? you’re not doing a good job right now.” just to hear him whimper and apologise breathlessly as he ruts faster, getting ever so close before i push him off, pulling his head down to my soaked thigh.

“so fucking sloppy. lick it up, slut. maybe then i’ll let you cum.” of course, he doesn’t need to know i’m lying. he doesn’t need to know i plan on edging him until he’s a braindead, overstimulated babbling mess. i’ll just make him rut and lick up his mess over and over again. that’s all a dumb slut like him needs anyways.

thinking about eating him out, forcing his legs open and over my shoulders so he can’t close them despite how hard he’ll try. hearing his pretty moans and whines slowly disappear as i make him cum over and over again with just my tongue. watching as he starts getting overstimulated, just babbling nonsense into the void as his thighs squeeze pathetically at my head. he wanted to cum, right? stupid of him to think it’d only be once.

need to fuck a power bottom. need him to yank my leash when he wants me to fuck him harder. need him to put a muzzle on me because i get too worked up and bite too hard.

Stretching boy pussy with my strap! I repeat! STRETCHING BOY PUSSY WITH MY STRAP!

God I want a cute thing to ride me, fuck seeing them ride my cock desperate to get off. All I can do is hold onto their hips and let them be in control. Not in a dominant way, but as in they’re so fucking desperate to get off and use my cock I can’t help but to watch them ride it to their hearts content. They would look so pretty, god I would have to hold myself back from thrusting up to shove my cock deeper inside of their needy hole. Fuck they would be so pretty. The little whimpers and moans coming out every time they bounce on my cock, so much slick and cum dripping down my cock onto my crotch <333 fuck I need a pretty thing to ride my cock

Mutual pleasure but it’s you having your head hanging off the bed with your thighs bound apart with my favorite knots, my hand wrapped around your throat making sure my cock stays deep enough to turn your pretty mind into static while I see which toy makes you cum the fastest.

I swear, some of you are absolute freaks and degenerates. You're telling me you get wet and needy just from the thought of being degraded and treated like a gross little slut? Why would you say tell me that? What's wrong with you? Do you have any shame? What's your number? Are you busy tonight? Can I show you my basement?