#trans mlm

God itd be so hot to have a threesome with two other transmascs or with my boyfriend and his friend. Men are just so hot ‍ I can’t get enough of them.

I have a cis boyfriend who I love, but I sometimes wish I could be in a poly relationship (he’s monogamous though) with another trans person cause there’s somethings cis people just won’t understand.

These are from last year but I still think they’re cute and are proof that I should be bred and made a sloppy cumdump <3

Bored :3 ask me stuff (nsfw or not)! Get me horny! Chat even maybe

Feeling so touch needy

(He/they)

More cute pics in the thigh highs <3

(He/they)

Aren’t I cute?

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(Repost cause I had to censor gh)

Some chokers and a belt I have <3

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Boys built like this (tits+pussy) >>> rb if you agree

(He/him)|~fansly~|~onlyfans~|

sorry for disappearing i am in ffxiv hell

dni if kink/nsfw

Use your words, or you won’t get what you want. Oh, you’re squirming, sweetheart. Are you embarrassed? You must want something really good, then. You want to be my dumb little fucktoy? You want me to use you until I’m satisfied? Oh, don’t nod your little head like that, I won’t do it if you won’t use your words, slut.

Your hair is a curtain against my face, yet somehow I wish we were closer

Not to push my problems onto other people or anything, but I (and I’m sure other people who struggle with reading) would appreciate if y’all broke your posts into bits, so we’re not looking at walls of text

I’m not saying to make several posts or anything, but breaking up text into short paragraphs or even long paragraphs is much easier to read than a huge wall of words

I love this community, I just wish it weren’t hard to find posts I relate to that aren’t difficult to read :(

I want to read people’s nb/mlm/nb posts but it’s hard when they’re not broken up at all

/nm /srs

do you love them more than me?

is that why you ignore me for hours?

why am i not enough for you?

will i ever be enough?

false promise after falsepromise,

but i can’t bring myself to let go of you.

if i did, what were these past six yearsfor?

if im not yours to use, what am i?

you woke up in the middle of the night,

your voice no more than a sleepy whisper,

just to tell me you loved me.

you really don’t know what you’re doing to me.

“goodnight, ill talk to you tomorrow.”

the promise of there being a tomorrow,

don’t give me that kind of hope, my love.

keep pulling the wire around my neck,

tighterandtighterandtighter.

make me into your pretty little trophy,

a one of a kind collectable monster.

despite their yearning for me,

icant bring myself to feel sympathetic.

i chose you long ago, before i even met you.

they never even stood a chance.

i want you marked with my blood,

a kind of bond that won’t set us free.

i won’t stop until your skin is all mine,

but tell me when it hurts, tell me if it hurts.