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(this isn’t LL, just a friend who has the password… posting to see if I can prevent the blog from being shut down for inactivity. because it looked like/someone messaged and said that was about to happen?)

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I’ll be leaving soon. Follow me.

The short version: this blog is coming to an overdue, official end. Look forward to a partial archive of this blog, which will debut next week. Follow my Twitter to keep up with that, and with me. 

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Hi, how are you. I miss Tumblr, and I miss you. I still check my notifications—as some of you know—and it makes me smile to know you continue to enjoy this content. There are a few thousand of you; I realize 99% are inactive, but you all chose to follow me once, and I’m grateful for that.

After a long absence, I decided I no longer feel moved to keep using this blog. I will keep checking notifications, and I will try to answer some asks this weekend, but this will be one of the final posts. 

What next? 

A few similar blogs have been shut down in the past few months, and I worry this blog is at risk. I want to preserve all my hard work, and you want to keep reading my posts over and over, right? So I will assemble an external archive of Latrans content, just in case. This will begin next week. To learn more about it, you should...  

Follow me on Twitter at https://twitter.com/latranslatrans. Updates about the archive will be posted there. If I ever decide to create this type of content again (maybe even a picture or two?) it will be posted there. If anything happens to this Tumblr, I’ll tell you there. I’ll also follow back the first 150 unlocked accounts.   

If you want to say hi, you can message me on Twitter or Tumblr, always. But understand that replies may be slow. (And I might experiment with “casual dating”, soon, now that I’m single for the first time in years... Want to try your luck, see if I live nearby?)

Anyway, thank you. I’m proud of this ridiculous blog, and I always will be. I’m proud to have spread some trans family love, to have helped some of you feel safer and more confident in your sexuality, and to have inspired a few thousand orgasms; I think I did some good in the world. Thank you for all of the attention. Stay in touch. T4T forever. Love, C.L.

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Hey, friends, a few blogs like mine have been shut down recently.

Please follow me on Twitter. If anything ever happens to this blog, I will start posting there.

https://twitter.com/latranslatrans

Talk soon. Be good. L.

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Naïveté.

With less-experienced sexual partners, I’m cautious with what I introduce them to, for the first little while; careful not to overwhelm them with anything too intense, too early. Especially when it comes to experimenting in harder kinks. Everyone’s nervous to try that for the first time, right? 

But, I confess—sometimes, I feel tempted to take advantage of how they have no idea what to expect from me.

How much fun it would be to dance around the subject, pretending I have something truly shameful to admit. Eventually, I would tell them I had a kink for the most fucked-up thing I can think of, the kind of fetish that would make any sensible person run for the hills… But they’re so enamoured with me, they would be willing to give it a shot, no matter how they cringe at the thought of this being visited upon their body. I would give them an earnest kiss, thank them from the bottom of my heart. And a few days later, they would come to me, ready. 

But as they made some shy, fumbling attempt to initiate a session of whatever I’d convinced them I was into, I would sit back and laugh, then laugh harder when they looked up at me all confused. You would have really done that shit? I would knock them to the floor, push inside them without any warning, fuck them hard and merciless as I stared right into their bewildered eyes. Can’t believe you fell for it, you stupid fucking baby—or, no, was it a relief? Did you actually want to give it a try? Excited to show off, to debase yourself for me? 

How much fun it would be to make them come on my cock while they’re frantically denying that they really would have gone so far. But we would both know they’re lying, right? There’s nothing they wouldn’t do for me. 

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do you like threesomes? If so, what's your ideal situation? I'd love to hear. My first time was a severely underwhelming one with 2 cis people, so I think you can come up with something better than I've experienced.

Threesomes are fun, sure. I may not prefer them to sex with a single partner, but I'm open to a little variety between t4t friends.

I feel like an ideal situation would involve two best friends who have always found each other cute, but were never able to take that step without my help. We're drinking or smoking together after a party, and I can smell the tension between the two of them, can imagine how rewarding it would be to push them along. I might make out with one and then the other—so nobody feels left out. I might coax them into sucking my cock at the same time so they end up kissing around the tip, blushing and acting all shy about it as their red lips gleam with my pre-cum and the other's spit. Adorable, right?

It's fun to imagine stepping back to coach them for a little while, teach them to satisfy one another. If one has a dick (or if there's a strap around), I could even coach that one to fuck, have them open and slick the other up for me. How far would I push it, then? Could we both fuck the other at the same time, each claiming a hole? Could I hold one's head down to lick around the base of my cock as the other rides me, push their tongue in alongside? The possibilities.

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I got some cute anon hate last night for writing things that aren’t anatomically possible, as if half of you aren’t on here getting off to posts about monsters, knotting, and cum inflation—? Bro, these are kink fantasies. I take liberties. Enjoy yourself.

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Naïveté.

With less-experienced sexual partners, I’m cautious with what I introduce them to, for the first little while; careful not to overwhelm them with anything too intense, too early. Especially when it comes to experimenting in harder kinks. Everyone’s nervous to try that for the first time, right? 

But, I confess—sometimes, I feel tempted to take advantage of how they have no idea what to expect from me.

How much fun it would be to dance around the subject, pretending I have something truly shameful to admit. Eventually, I would tell them I had a kink for the most fucked-up thing I can think of, the kind of fetish that would make any sensible person run for the hills... But they’re so enamoured with me, they would be willing to give it a shot, no matter how they cringe at the thought of this being visited upon their body. I would give them an earnest kiss, thank them from the bottom of my heart. And a few days later, they would come to me, ready. 

But as they made some shy, fumbling attempt to initiate a session of whatever I’d convinced them I was into, I would sit back and laugh, then laugh harder when they looked up at me all confused. You would have really done that shit? I would knock them to the floor, push inside them without any warning, fuck them hard and merciless as I stared right into their bewildered eyes. Can’t believe you fell for it, you stupid fucking baby—or, no, was it a relief? Did you actually want to give it a try? Excited to show off, to debase yourself for me? 

How much fun it would be to make them come on my cock while they’re frantically denying that they really would have gone so far. But we would both know they’re lying, right? There’s nothing they wouldn’t do for me. 

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I learned how to give a back massage a few days ago, and my second thought (after “oh, so that’s how you do it!”) was “wouldn’t it be nice to give L. a back massage?”. it’d probably take a while because I’m small and my hands reflect that, but I think it’d be relaxing for both of us. hell, I’d even get some good massage oil (fragrance-free, of course) just for the occasion. you do so much for everyone, you deserve to relax. - 📎

You're so sweet. I would love that; it's one of my favourite ways to receive care and attention from a partner/friend. Get me relaxed enough and I just might fall asleep, let you curl up into me and rest a while. Or, work me up enough and I just might roll over, return the favour, massage you from the inside out—your choice.

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How do you feel about trans boys with tits still? I’ve got them, feel free to play with them renny

It’s fun to tease you by just barely brushing across your tits with my fingernails. It’s fun to overstimulate you, twisting and sucking on your nipples as you try to push me off. (Good thing your hands are tied—you know you don’t really want me to stop, right?) Later, I'll grab them hard in my hands as I fuck you from behind. I love to do that. So soft, sensitive. Does it hurt when I dig my claws in? Well, it’s supposed to hurt a little, boy. Thank me.

Tits are cute. Top surgery scars are cute, too. I’ll use whatever you give me. 

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Homework.

(An informational post for fellow dom|mes, mostly.)

I’m back up to an old trick, and I wanted to tell you about it.

My favourite pet wanted something new from me, but I wasn’t sure they wanted it enough, so I assigned them some homework: an essay about why they want it, and why they feel they deserve it. They didn’t realize they had to take it seriously, so their first draft was frankly unconvincing; I sent it back, and now I'm waiting for a second take. I’ll wait for a third or a fourth, if necessary. But I refuse to indulge them until their work merits an A.

To clarify, this isn’t an opportunity for long-form sexting. I treat it like a real, academic assignment. I find this useful. I get something fun to read by somebody I care for, but more importantly, I get to see into their want, learn about what the kink in question means to them. I’ll be better prepared to help them try it out.

Meanwhile, they get to practice their skills of rhetoric, persuasion, and research (they have to cite a bare minimum of three sources by different authors)—hopefully, learning more about their own desire in the process. Then, if they do well, they get to bask in the delight of receiving praise and a high grade from me. 

I used to do this all the time, and I’m not sure why I ever stopped; I’m happy the idea came back to me. In general, it’s a unique way for a partner to tell you about themself, show off where their mind can go, show off their devotion. I recommend it. Just don’t grade too easy.

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i saw u talkign about anime yesterday and now i have to ask.... do u write fanfic and can we see it sdfbhjk

You'll never find me.

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Sometimes, cisgender people come into my inbox, asking for advice about how to satisfy their trans partners. Three of them, this month! With compassion and care, my advice will always be the following: Tell Them to Leave You and Find Another Trans Person. 

Like, pay attention. I’m not sure why you would expect any different from me. (Exhibit A., B., C.)

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Remember: I will suck you off and I WILL get a service orgasm and that’s just facts

Yeah, little boy? I know you love my cock in your throat, my hand all knotted in your hair as I pull your head further down, my voice as I tell you just how good you’re doing for me—but do you really love it all that much? Prove it. I’m not coming until you do, so you’d better get to work. 

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I used to read over your mean hard domme posts and CNC stuff everyday, still loving your blog but nowadays I find I'm just craving sweetness as I'm not in great mental health right now, and I hope you would also enjoy a night of normal vanilla sex where we can laugh and hold each other 👉👈

Absolutely, little one. Come to me.

I mean, that's how I get to know a new partner, anyway... With rare exceptions, the first few times I allow a friend to share their body with me are completely "vanilla", for lack of a better term. I can't help that I tend to take a leading role, but I find it important to allow them to get to know me with relatively little D/s pressure, establishing trust and a positive physical connection. My personal way of being a responsible dom|me is building that foundation before I feel comfortable trying anything else.

So, come here. Get sweet. I want to explore you, learn you; I can lay back and let you do the same. Alright? Let's just be people.

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I’m just fucking busy right now; away from Tumblr + Discord for a couple days. Talk soon. Be good. L.

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I live by a huge park. You could chase me through it and no one could hear me scream. It’s miles long and full of dense woods. You’d probably catch me in no time, I’m a pretty small trans man, even though I know the area better. I’d beg you to not cum in me, but we’d both know that was a lie and that I don’t really have a choice anyway. Xoxo

I wouldn’t even break a sweat catching you, little boy. Pin your wrists down against the forest floor, slice your pants open with my knife just enough to expose your pretty holes… If you don’t want this, why’re you already dripping wet for me? I should be way too big for you, but there’s no resistance at all as I push in, and God, you feel so good. You soft, pathetic little creature. 

Talk all you want about how you hate it, how, no, no, I can’t come inside you, please—but I feel you start to come the moment I reach down to rub your little dick and hiss into your ear that I’m almost ready to fill you up. Feel your orgasm betray those lovely tears falling from your eyes, feel your cunt try to suck all of this thick cum out of me. It’s not necessarily that you don’t have a choice; it’s just that I can see through all that fighting back to what you really need.