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Brendon O-Face Urie strikes again

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Save a Horse...

partially inspired by the last few asks... I'm finally posting this fic. just straight up smut from the get go so the cut is here lol

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Brendon's bouncing on the bed a bit, legs on either side of you, naked, dick flopping, balls bouncing, and it makes you want to play with them, his thighs, taint, ass, calves... So you do. Sitting up more to get at him better, mouth over him too, lower tummy, hips, thighs, groin, balls, dick, him often playing with his dick or balls when they're free, or rocking them against your neck, cheek... Sometimes raising to get that silken delicate skin on, between your breasts, on your nipples. Wriggling against the bed, your thighs for stimulation, pussy still really slick from your juice, his saliva. He gets his foot, then shin, between your thighs for you to fuck.

He winds up on his shins, bum and balls rocking on your mound and upper vulva, you grinding back, legs spread, one hand stroking and massaging his asshole, only the outside, taint, as the other jerks him... So fucking gorgeous.

And moany. You've been tempted, more than once, to ask him to record himself jerking off, being your noisy, moany boy, send it to you. So you can listen to it, with headphones, when you masturbate. Or anytime when you're alone, really. But you'd usually wind up masturbating. Because, Jesus. Thank god your roommate is still out tonight, because Jesus. To say nothing of the creaking bed when one or the both of your hips are going. You two usually had sex at his, largely because of how much you both let loose, not just verbally.

You shift the both of you to grind your clit against his taint, pressing firm. Wishing it was bigger so it could press into him more. Mixing thumb and clit to massage deeper at his taint, getting at the root of his dick, his prostate some.

“Gonna fuck me like that?” he pants. He rolls over, bringing you with, and you just slip away to grab a pillow, get it under his ass, his legs going over your shoulders. Fuck fuck fuck. Sometimes thrusting, sometimes grinding against his balls, taint, ass, dick..., sometimes doing thumb, sometimes clit, sometimes both on his perineum. Coming like that for the third time that day, it gripping your whole cunt, feeling everything aching, swollen, bursting. Uterus cramping too. Squishing him to you, lots of smooches, tongues playing, and rocking, rocking, his dick rubbing between your bellies. Another hitting a minute later. Getting so sweaty.

The moans, swears, cries that come out of you both. Even hearing him moan, whimper, gasp, cry out... brings it out in you more. So fucking sexy. And often right in your ear.

He rolls you over again, straddling you, taking over some, kissing, soon coming pretty hard, trembling, moaning and panting deliciously, rocking against your lower belly, mound, and it's his third of the day, second this session, so it isn't much. He collapses on you, nose, lips on your neck, smushing sweat and jizz together more. “Hope you're not done...” he murmurs in your ear before suckling on your neck lazily.

You grin, flipping you two over, him lax and pliant under you, but wrapping loosely around you, shifting his hips so you can still get at his balls and ass, coming like that, then going with his legs over your shoulders again, your clit and lips practically fucking between his asscheeks much of the time... Picturing rolling him over, fucking him on his hands and knees, or face down, ass up, or... Another hits you. Jesus fucking Christ.

“Guess that's my name now,” he giggles as you come down some, his thighs blanketing your hips, you rocking your mound, pussy against his mound, semi-hard dick, balls. Not with his dick between your labia like earlier, both kind of sore, but not enough to want to stop, not putting too much pressure on your clit.

“Okay, Jesus. Or do you go by Jesus Fucking Christ?”

“I do particularly like my middle name...” he sighs, rolling you over again. He gets his ass against your mound again, grinding, and you shift to get him on your lower closed vulva more.

That silly country song pops in your head and can't help giggling. “You sure like saving horses...”

“So do you...” He grins, eyebrows raising. You fucking love his fucking face. “Ride a cowboy?” He rolls his hips deeper, your eyes drawn there again. “And cowgirls. They really should get ridden too. Lots...” His heavy, almost sleepy eyes light up some. “Like this too...” He... dismounts, but to turn around and straddle you the other way, almost upper arms and shins, dick and balls between your thighs, legs under yours, on your vulva, giving you quite the view of his ass. You pet over it, between his cheeks, asshole, taint, balls. An absolute minx.

You squeeze a cheek, tempted to slap it, just giving a little swat. A cheesy porn line comes to you and you're laughing as you say it: “Whose ass is this?”

“I don't know, why don't you remind me?” he asks, coyly, shifting up some

You swat him once more, then turn to grinding into him, then shift to get your inner vulva on him more... Then thrust... You pet, stritch over his back...

He answers back with his hips and a “It's yours! All yours! Oh, god, mistress!” Barely getting the mistress out as he giggles.

You reach around to take hold of his hand. “Silly boy...”

“'N you love it.”

“Love you... You make me silly too.” You'd been just rocking a bit into him, watching him rocking his ass up and down over your pussy. Balls too.

“These taint and balls for me too?”

He shifts and rubs them on your vulva more. “All of me is.”

“My baby boy...” The utter minx, offering all of himself... “Such soft skin too...” You stroke his own hand over his belly, treasure trail included, hip, butt, glancing over his dick too, pubic hair, free hand roaming over his back, ass. He's so sensuous... Soft little pants, moans too, complementing yours...

He strokes over his chest, and you stroke his ass more, both of you rocking. That ass keeps drawing your attention: pussy, hands, eyes. You squeeze a cheek before swatting again, watching the little jiggle, then harder. His heavy breathing gives way to a deeper moan. “You like that?” Thinking he does, knowing he often likes mild pain when he's had less orgasms, is really aroused, but wanting to make sure he does now too.

He wiggles, pops out his ass, grinds into you more. “You can smack me harder,” he pants out.

You can't decide if you want him like this or to get him under you, maybe hands and knees, or face down ass up, grab his hips, smack his cheeks—clap those cheeks—with your thrusting pelvis, mound, pussy. Picturing it. “Wanna fuck you so much, B,” you pant, pelvis going firmer, thighs spreading to rub on him more. To fuck him more. Close to coming; it only takes about half a minute before you are.

He's small framed, but he's got a butt that's juicy for a guy you think as you come down, still fucking him. Very fuckable, pettable, massagable, spankable... You slap him a bit harder, then pet over it, then pet over the other cheek before slapping that one. You want to fuck him, like mount him, and just... do him. Plow his ass until your hips, thighs, back, cunt give out. Then fuck him gently, maybe laying on top of him both belly down, rocking against his ass.

(You've felt similarly with guys before, but thought the only expression of most of it outside of piv, especially of specifically men's backsides, was pegging. Often knowing you couldn't even do that, settling for the fantasy of it. Or the fantasy of you as a guy, with a guy, often wishing you had a dick so you could truly realize your desires, fuck, rub on and in them. That clits, vulvas, weren't shit.

(It so isn't though. They so aren't. And he's really helped show you that. You haven't strapped on with him, even though you've used a finger or two inside, slim toys sometimes, even fucked his ass with your pussy simultaneously with a toy or fingers in him. Not to mention the more frequent external stimulation. You sure have fucked him, a lot, and not just his ass. Particularly with your pussy. You had a “cock” and it wasn't a fantasy cock or a dildo, but your clitoris/vulva. It wasn't a case of missing that and only having “holes”. That—your clit, vulva—was the main thing you brought to sex, main ways you had sex. He loved them too. Worshipped. Even fucking his thighs, breasts, tummy, back, arm, dick and balls... Even just thinking like that turned you on, how he talked about sex: that you, women, fucked him, men, and did so mostly with their cunts. Like externally. That all sorts was fucking.)

Aching to come again. Feeling so wet, swollen. Before you move to do just that, he shifts, spreads your thighs more, to get his ass on your open hot cunt. You can't decide whether to let him ride as he pleases, or grab his hips and grind, drive into him.

You pet, lightly stratch his hips, butt, small of his back, skipping his hips so you don't grab him. You just fuck faster, your clit nudging between his cheeks before you shift to grind against his left cheek, rock in a way that has you coming seconds later. Hands gripping his calves, nails pressing some.

“Fuck, if I hadn't come three times lately... I'd be jacking off right now...”

Eyes opening again to watch his rocking, swivels, give way to bounces.

Backs and asses on him, on men... So beautiful. And fuckable. Two of your favorite parts.

You let yourself grab those hips, nails pressing, pressing more into him with your thrusts, grinds. Coming again, feet and calves almost cramping this time as you tense, let alone that uterus, feeling the contractions there too. You've lost count, panting, hips slowing, but still going, arm leaving your closed eyes to watch some more.

He lifts off you, but it's turn around to get on his belly between your legs, nuzzling his face over your furry labia, most of even the regular skin and hair wet, mound, before remembering to give you a wipe all over your pussy in case. Then nuzzling back over the outside, mouth too, before licking gently over your labia further in, the red part. Looking up at you. Kissing over the whole thing, licking, light sucks. “Fuck... darling. I'm yours. Am I yours?”

“Yes,” you pant. Hoping it doesn't sound like “my property.” “You belong with me. Think we belong together...” You stroke his hair, rock into his mouth, neither of you focusing on your glans, body, even as he strokes lazily over your inner labia and you slide over his tongue. “All of you, made for fucking, isn't it?”

His moans, the yes included, vibrating your cunt.

You gently pull him away from your slick, making him whimper, but you nudge him up, rubbing against his neck, collarbone, between his breasts. He grins, shifting to get one tit, nipple too, rubbing over you.

“Fucking my titties too, huh?” he grins. “Just wish I had better cleavage...”

You chuckle at that, shifting between them, and he presses your thighs to him to press them together (such as he can) with his arms, giving you a bit more of a groove to grind along. “Great tits, B... Very fuckable...” You grin, to his giggle back. You shift back to one breast, hooded glans finding his tiny nipple, rocking.

You urge him up more by his ass, get said nipple in your mouth, to suckle on, tongue, tasting yourself, his half hard dick between your thighs before you both shift to get it between your labia, on your glans. Knowing he's still well fucked out there (three orgasms) you go gently on it.

You nudge him up and he gets on his knees between your legs, letting you cup him, stroking lightly, pressing the squishy tip against your glans—you love that feel, both his glans itself and it pressing against your smaller harder one. Nudging, grinding it in his opening, pulling your hood back too so it pops out more, as you both watch although he can see it better. Those soft thick lashes fanning over his flushed cheeks as he breathes heavy, moans softly like you. You picture it, an up close view, even what it would look like, you dipping inside him like that. Even fucking him like this. Fuck.

As if he knows what you're thinking, he pants, “that's it, fuck me like that too. Get inside of me.” And as if that doesn't practically make you come, tensing up, crying out about fucking him, needing him to fuck you, you're coming... Your hips keep going, him subtly nudging back, not trying to come again, but another washes over you seconds later, not as gripping as the previous, more soothing, almost whimpering.

“Fuck, there's my girl... Coming on my cock... Coming in it?” His voice giggly but... thick with sex.

That shoots more heat, aching, through your cunt. Coming in him... Thinking of him on his back, legs up, you practically straddling him as you ride his balls, taint. Sometimes thrusting, sometimes rocking, sometimes pressing rather hard, especially on his perineum. Ass down, face up, buttcheeks and hole exposed for your pussy. Or laying down, you straddling him, mostly on his cheeks, sometimes spreading him to get at the sensitive skin between. Getting his anus slick with your wetness and saliva or just your slick so it feels even better for him.

You coming in his mouth, fucking it, maybe straddling his face. A lot more in his mouth than his meatus, which you're running over an inner lip, nudging that along it. Not just wetness, or your hips thrusting, rocking, but how your clit swells even more as you are at the edge of coming, the contractions, the throbbing...

Wouldn't it be cool if your clit projected out half a finger sized and could just press, slide into his asshole? You have purposely nudged it against the opening several times, thinking that only a couple times lately. He's definitely gotten you more into fucking on... And anyway, you can always slide a finger in deeper, crook it forward (unlike genitals) and find his prostate... “Fuck...”

You're usually too busy fucking him, rubbing and coming on him, him being him, loving pussy quite a lot more than dick, being able to talk together like you do, everything, to have thoughts like that, like you're missing something, can't, are lacking...

You stroke his silky cock again, watching it get mostly hard as you squeeze firmer, play with the tip, frenulum, pulling it some. Clit back in his opening. You think of that stupid line again: “Whose dick is this?”

He giggles too. “Oh, yeah. Yours!” In a even cheesier porn voice. Then more seriously, sultry almost, “Love my girl fucking me.”

“Oh, god... Love fucking you too. Not just with my pussy...”

Not sure if you want it in your mouth or on your pussy more. Your pussy is aching, throbbing for it, still, both in itself and in response to imagining it in your mouth: sucking a couple inches, then the tip, further down, tongue rubbing the underside, especially frenulum, kissing, sucking along the length, nuzzling it, sucking the tip again. Hand on his scrotum and taint, massaging, rubbing his balls, dick over your cheek, nose, lips... You momentarily circle his tip over your glans, body more before breathing “c'mere.” You make grabby gimme hands, wrapping your legs around him and he follows.

Limbs wrapping around him, squishing him to you, kissing, sucking his neck, hands squeezing, petting his ass, his asshole, pressing him to you as you rock along his shaft. You nudge him down a bit, mouth on his jaw, mouth, kissing, tongues stroking, his dick nudging the bottom of your vulva, perineum, rest of your bits on his lower tummy, grinding firm. Shifting up more to get your glans dipping into his belly button. “See, all of you made for fucking. For pussy....”

“Love how much you love fucking, love fucking me...”

“Love how much you love getting fucked, all over, by me... My little pussy hound... What a nymph...” For hours at a time too...

“Especially for you. 'M yours...”

You suck his earlobe, lick it, even his ear like he likes, murmur “We do belong together...”

You know how good he was with other girls, women too, how teachable and eager and minxy, and are glad for it.

“When you were riding me earlier... I couldn't decide whether to keep on like that or get you under me, like ass up, for me to just... fuck you until I couldn't anymore...”

“Fuck, would certainly do that...” he murmurs, pulling away a bit, but you squeeze him close.

“Later. I'll get my boy on his hands and knees, or bent over something, legs spread or—fuck,” you moan, achy again, grinding more, flexing. Holy shit. You want to come on him again...

“Ass up, face down? Want to fuck my balls too?”

“And that taint...” you sigh, hand stroking his cheek sliding between them, rubbing his hole, perineum. “Massage it too...” But not pressing firm now.

You want him to stay on top of you, warm soft skin on yours... but your thighs are getting sore. “Wanna fuck your thigh too... Later and now...”

“My girl need my thigh?” he sighs tenderly, slotting it between yours. “Gonna fuck my thigh, come all over that too?”

“Mmmhmm... God, B, gonna come all over you...”

“Mark me as yours...”

“All over... Just fuck all of you...”

“Ears too?” he giggles. You can't help cackling at that.

Well, you kind of have already, not to orgasm, but you have even rubbed your cunt, clit on his outer ear. “And toes...” Toes are kind of weird, but technically yes to those too. Mostly other parts of his feet: the arch of his foot, heel, the front of it. You don't think there's a part of him you've missed with your... travelling twat. That makes you laugh some more, before it gives way to moans, swears, as you get closer, still fucking away on his thigh.

After you come, squeezing your boy to you, moaning into his mouth, you shift to use your outer labia to cushion things so you can go for another, go easy on the glans, inner pussy rubbing on itself more than on his thigh. But it becomes too much after that...

“Should I kiss it better?” he offers.

Unfortunately...

“Kissing it wouldn't actually make it better...” You give him a pout. “Maybe more fucking later... Still not done fucking my babe...” you sigh, not sleepy like he kind of is, but sore: glans, uterus, even bulbs...

“Can I... around here?” he asks, petting over the hair.

You grin. “Ok.”

He shimmies down. “Be good to my girl, Ms Puss...” he murmurs, making you giggle a little, petting your pelvis, mound, thigh, then the fur covered regular skin. “Get better soon,” he says solemny, but with a minxy smile. Leaves soft kisses with those pillowy lips (they are certainly made for pussy, for fucking too) over your lower tummy, where your womb is, mound, and lower when you part to give him more access. Avoiding the glans, body, inner labia, but sneaking over the inner outer labia with those soft lips...

Fuck.

He kisses your lower belly again. “You too.” Then massages it, deep to get at the uterus, gentler on your hips, pelvis, where thigh meets groin... Hands cupping your ass to just... spread your still throbby achy cunt before him, breathing on it, watching it, before kissing the regular labia skin again. Smelling too. “Such a gorgeous cunt...” he sighs, a mixture of dreaminess, lust, reverence... Cupping it gently, and this is totally not helping you come down, recover, even though it's not actually making it worse per se...

You want to give him a good look, so you get your legs up to your tits and open them. “Look how well fucked my pussy is thanks to you, Bren... How well loved...”

He moans at that. “Think I need it in my mouth the most...” Petting over the back of your thighs, ass, the hair.

“My good boy certainly deserves it there... And everywhere... Gonna fuck that mouth later...”

Maybe you'll have some of the leftovers from the dinner he made. “I'm hungry. Hungry too?”

“You know I am... for cunt.”

You so walked into that one. “Well, I am hungry for actual food. And thirsty. So whether you are or not... Gonna feed you my pussy after I eat...” He whimpers. At the words and sight: you still are spread for him, your hand idly petting it. “Till your plush mouth is all tuckered out, then fuck that gorgeous ass...” You roll out of bed. “I'll bring you some too. Keep up your strength,” you add, winking. “Keep my minx at minx fucking levels.” You can't help spreading your outer labia apart, exposing the slick, still reddish flesh, with a “look at that...”

He licks his lips. “Gonna fuck me with that? All of that cunt?”

“Mmmhmm,” you moan. Hike your leg up and out so he can see more. “She, I love fucking you...” You should totally find this ridiculous, an old part of you thinks, but it isn't. Silly, but not ridiculous. Silly, fun, playful, goofy even...

“Fucking love fucking that pussy...”

Shit. You're supposed to be getting food, and something to drink. You run back to him and press him down on the bed as his eyes widen, straddling his face, holding his head down, letting him look real close, his tongue out, trying to lick you... before you move away, giggling.

You run off to his “such a tease...”

“Oh, you love teases...” Not to mention, he's a walking clit tease, you swear. You're tempted to not even heat the leftovers up so you can get back to him quicker with that pussy he loves so much.

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I've been a lurker on gncstraight for a while and as much as I'm glad that this place exists (finding other, similar is pretty hard) some posts (esp those made by the mod) made me feel a bit out of place, almost every woman there seemed to be disphoric, yk. I can understand why, but at the same time I don't really desire to have a completely male body. I'm only attracted to men, but I'm fine with how I am. I've had the opposite problem with r/rolereversal, you can find gems on there but sometimes there's a flood of normative posts bc apparently confident woman (often conventionally feminine and sexualised) = role reversal, gnc.

meant to post this weeks (over a month?) ago but forgot it was in my drafts. oops. haven't checked gncstraight out since starting this so don't know if it's changed at all

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and the mod, lucea, has three accounts, two of which she uses a lot there. so it's even more her than it seems. i got banned from there, and was the main one doing vulva/clit-centric stuff, and now there's no one else (don't know if the couple left gave up on it, got banned, or what. one dmed me on reddit about gncstraight and rr).

but when i check in on it (why do i bother haha) most of it is... yikes. it's very clearly pickled in porn. eg maledom, extremely phallocentric and "penetration"-centric, misogynist. wishing vulvas and all femaleness would disappear and we'd be a single sex all male species (william burroughs is on the line from the grave. he had the same views, plus lots of men raping and otherwise torturing women, girls if they had to be around, men, boys. even though that only male vision is... impossible. it's female that's the original, the first sex. male evolved from female to provide genetic diversity, to help females, to aid evolution. male is literally a truncated, mutated female).

going on *endlessly* about top/bottom (which is originally from bdsm, not gay male sex, which gets claimed. it didn't even become the norm for gay/bi men until the 2010s. and it being applied to hetero sex drives me even battier; arghhhh. even with applying it to piv, nope. quit putting porn, bdsm, stereotyped gendered caricatures of gay male sex onto women). "bussy" (one of the most misogynist words/concepts i've ever heard eg the idea the anus and rectum = female genitals and vice versa), including "gaping bussy" (those poor young injured men in that porn she and others get off to). calling dildos cocks, going on about dildos and penises, pegging, pia endlessly.

enough of the above. on to rr, yeah, so much "mommy" stuff, woman as caretaker, sacrificer, etc with impossibly enormous titties. a lot is... role standard. woman as mother is utterly role standard. just as phallocentricism, "penetration"-centricism, hatred of the clitoris/vulva is not gnc but... gc. It's standard.

men mothering otoh... i am guilty of that aspect of "female lover as motherly" in ways myself but i would love to see men "mothering" women. the only time i've seen it has been elliot and diane from big mouth. they're really top tier for het relationships in media overall (eg their sex, dynamics, him caretaking, doing housework...). there is elements of her "mothering" him but he "mothers" her too, their kids, etc. eg his protectiveness isn't patriarchal, he's a caretaker, nurturing, softly emotional, throwing away/never being concerned with "masculine pride" to support and comfort them... (claire and phil from modern family is another good mf relationship in media.)

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been tempted to write smut fic about cooper koch, just sayin. (the three sex dreams i've had about him in as many weeks is influencing that i must admit haha)

will post more brendon smut tonight/tomorrow definitely. keep meaning to finish revising and post it

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That ask and your answer about "deepthroating pussy" and trying to get a mothful of vulva and clit... Reminds me of how I've heard some people say going down on an transman/ftm it's like "eating pussy and sucking dick at the same time". They say it's a good experience. I don't know much about women who are naturally born w a big clitoris and how that feels, are there people interested/fetishizing big clits outside of trans spaces? I wonder if straight men would feel it's "too gay" like they are sucking on a cock, but I think it'd be an interesting experience...

short answer to the sexually interested in outside of specifically trans interest or spaces: yes. glans/body and/or inner labia, or big vulva generally. including engorged with a pump (i haven't done in depth research on the safety of genital pumps so this is neither an endorsement or a "dont do it!!!"). there's groups (obviously with pussy pics) on reddit for eg bigclit, butterflywings

i've even seen guys wishing the glans and body were larger, like half a finger or thumb sized eg for oral, genital-genital, anal entry. a good amount of guys like "meatiness", of the outer labia too. like playing it, feeling it, seeing it... this goes back to marie bonaparte's theory of men and cultures as friends or enemies of the clitoris (eg seeing female genitals as glans, body, hood, inner labia, outer, to be stimulated, felt, be brought to orgasms... etc vs seeing it as vagina, hole, lack, existing for penis to be in it...) too. (and the overall battle between clitoris vs vagina as the believed homologue to the penis.)

i think how it commonly gets called like a small penis can throw guys off too lol, eg they expect the glans and body to look more penislike eg longer, project more when aroused, be freer from the body than it does. don't realize the inner labia, the upper two thirds of the bulbs and legs underneath the vulva are homologous to the penile shaft. so it's like a mostly split into halves, flatter, not projectile penis.

there's also a current among many that vulvas shouldn't exist, that they should be dicks, that they are inferior... rooted in misogyny, phallocentricism, erasure of the clitoris and clit/vulva-centric sex. both as explicit statement and logical consequence eg the only way for mf porn to be focused on her genitals, be sexually gnc, etc is... if she doesn't have female genitals at all, isn't female, but male. that lesbian sex isn't "real" sex eg not penis in orifices, the only way for it to be is if one of them isn't female but male. it's really telling that futanari went from originally being clitoris, vulva and penis, balls to almost always just male genitals on someone otherwise born female. hence the obsessions with "tranny" "chick with a dick" porn and that being such a hugely disproportionate section of the industry.

i also think that's behind the obsession (not existence, but the obsession, focus on, the idea it's the third main type of sex rather than a kink, tertiary sexual act) pegging/strap ons. Also think that's behind why it's over the pelvis, and not a dildo on/strapped on chin, thigh, arm, wrist, back, foot, shin, bum... once in a blue moon, there will be recognition of chin, thigh but that's it, and they're never seen as sex, a main sex act, like strap on dildo on pelvis. The dildos typically look like penises. It's clearly modeled on piv, pia as the definitions of sex.

(eg note how ridiculous it would even sound to suggest a man strap on a vulvic toy above his genitals, covering them, and rub it on someone's clitoris/vulva/penis/scrotum, taint, anus, bum, breasts, mouth... it's unthinkable. which i totally want to do a rr smut fic about ngl eg fic that takes place in the world of my satirical sexual politics series)

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In honor of a recent mustache on a certain someone and some thoughts around said stache I did some Google searches haha

Now I totally want to incorporate said mustache and some shirts and the tickets or free coupons into a fic... the last two shirts would be Sarah's 😉 (or the reader's in fic)

And we all know some of these jokes, references have happened irl with these two lbr

@dirty-urie may appreciate this 😆

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Still can’t believe I got to meet the incredible Brendon Urie at Mike Viola’s album debut show at Gold Diggers in Hollywood! I’ve been a fan for decades, and Brendon was every bit as kind, gracious, and genuine as the human I knew from modding his Twitc https://www.instagram.com/p/DATtT03O7QZ/?igsh=MTUzYWNiNDh0eHNuNA==

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I've literally wondered who this reddish haired gal is since (probably) 2006 when I first saw some of these

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😂i became at peace with it once i came up with the specific reason i did heehee.

hint: it's cunnilingus as you said above too hahaha

i also second the love for him having some squish squish to him and still being muscled, but more softly so/blended in with the softness

i think him with a chubby gal is really appealing ngl, and that's how i tend to write my fic just sayin (fellow fatter girls unite :P)

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haven't written in a long time about the sex dreams i've been having. last night i had one about me with a long time male friend who i have some sexual history with and about b (just two somes). so much humping my lawd, esp tribadism on their butts (see? obsessed haha) and genital-genital.

was more serious than that too eg had backstory of me being sexually abused by my step father who was a religious cult high up member, that also engaged in trafficking/prostitution/forced and child marriage going to the police, going to trial, he being found not guilty, but at least escaping him and the cult.

moments of still being worried, feeling in the shadow of him, the cult, but also having the sex being defiance, rebellion, "our sex looks the opposite of yours", etc to them.

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my mind came up with a dirty reason for the mustache. and it's made me at peace with it lol

(sure it's not really out there to figure out that my reason is he and sarah like it for cunnilingus ;) eg it's soft, tickly in a good way, can gently run it over her clit, vulva, it gets her juices in it for him to still smell after...)

(why, yes, i have no shame in posting this hahaha)

(in my defense: he has repeatedly said his fave food is pussy)

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He's still got the same sparkly happy soft differently sized when he smiles eyes 🥰 :

Brendon showed up at gold diggers - September 21, 2024

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Via sidthecat

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What is that mustache

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"vaginal orgasm", clitoris vs vagina as the homologue of the penis, "frigidity"

"Victorian Medicine Was Not Responsible for Repressing the Clitoris: Rethinking Homology in the Long History of Women’s Genital Anatomy"

the idea women should orgasm during piv, the "vaginal orgasm" are actually only about 120 years old. and even re the vagina, not clitoris, as homologue of the penis in the 19th century and before, the belief under that was that: women just weren't that sexual, arousable, orgasmic, desirous... the clitoris is homologous people knew women were at least as, usually more so, sexual, desirous, arousable, capable of pleasure as and more orgasmic than men. both sides had duked it out since patriarchal men invented the falsehood vagina was the homologue to penis, not clitoris.

another interesting part is the invention of frigidity: women labeled frigid (as sheila jefffreys also showed) were highly sexual, desirous, attracted to men, orgasmic, wanted lots of sex, confident... but they didn't think piv was the best ever, didn't orgasm "from" it, sought to avoid it, etc. ("sexual dysfunction" is still and always has been code for piv "dysfunction".)

indeed, the "vaginal orgasm" arose from *knowing* the clitoris was the homologue to the penis. they knew that was how women orgasmed, got highly aroused, what drove their sexual desires... but the clitoris, being the homologue to the penis, was phallic, mannish, active, ravenous, imposing... unlike the cavity of the vagina, seen as passive, masochistic, etc. (there had to be that dichotomous dynamic for piv to be the definition of sex eg men had to shut down their empathy, see it as natural, what women want too for them to be dominating, women submissive, to expose women to unique and disproportionate harms countless times...)

the vagina was known not to be the homologue, but the theorized *complement*: it was internal, could cover the penis, was what was involved in procreation, both impregnation and birth... it was the complementary organ in piv as the definition of sex, not homologue. but she had to make it the "suitable," "proper", "appropriate" homologue as well, transfer, sublimate her clitoral, "phallic" eroticism, erogeneity, desire for stimulation... to her vagina.

although I disagree with the author asserting there are actually "vaginal orgasms" eg when women orgasm during piv. They are still clitoral orgasms eg parts of the clitoris are still stimulated, esp the inner labia, the clitoris enables orgasm. It's like asserting male orgasm via a woman humping his balls and taint, which mechanically provides some penis stimulation too, is a scrotal/perineal orgasm, not a penile one. But notice how that's not even seen as something to do at all, let alone a "scrotal/perineal orgasm". There's also a seeming equation of rejecting piv and heterosexuality itself by the author eg implying straight women didn't critique piv when discussing critique of piv, heterosexism, piv-centricism, "vaginal orgasm," etc. When most such critique was by het and bi women.

other than that, it's a great read

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finally continuing my sex reversed satirical sexual politics series...

Rough sex, Kink, Male Agency and How Men Can Top

One mustn't question men's choices or agency. Hominism is about choice, and taking choices away from men, denying their agency is antihominist. Strong empowered boys know what they want and are taking charge of their sex lives and lives generally. Men must be free to engage in bdsm, kink, rough sex in whatever forms they take: being choked, spanked, mdlb (mommy dom/little boy), bimboified, suffocated (on pussy typically of course ;) ), slapped, spit on, verbally degraded/dirty talked, humiliated, anally entered painfully. Only occasionally to never allowed to come because he exists to pleasure her, every part used as a pussy-warmer, pussy-pleaser, being used as the worthless pussy juice dumpsters and cunt-worshippers they are... Smeared with even menstrual blood on their faces, in their mouths and on their bodies.

Men choose this, they consent to it. The only issue is lack of consent, unless we're talking consensual nonconsent, disallowing safe words/gestures, nothing meaning no, and/or 24/7 dynamics where he is “enslaved” “without” consent or permanently under contract. Those are still consented to: the contract or the agreement to give her carte blanche because he trusts her so much is totally valid consent, and who are we to judge or kink shame him for his desires or tell him what to do? He wants to prove his love, his sexiness, his kinkiness, his trust... to her and other women and that is good. We mustn't yuck their yum.

The sub is the one who is always the one in control, not the top, so really, she is just following his desires, and is blameless. (We don't talk about her liking sadism, violence, degrading, etc... It's his choice and he wants it. How dare we deny his agency and call him a helpless passive victim?)

Rough sex and BDSM can also provide opportunities for arousal, passion, pleasure, orgasm, intensity that vanilla sex can't provide, especially for men. Sex is obviously defined by, revolves around and in service of the clitoris/vulva, plentiful and varied stimulation of them, and women have a better deal in sex than men do. Men orgasm a lot less than women do both within an encounter and far less so overall (mostly due to evolution, to nature putting men at a disadvange). Sex is made from and needs her arousal, desire, pleasure, stimulation, orgasms, and men are very oral, gluteal, perineal and scrotal, but that's not all there is for men. BDSM/kink can give men that missing intensity, fill the void men can feel with sex that is frankly even boring for him: her just humping away at him, being expected to use or let her use his hand, mouth, butt, perineum, scrotum, thighs, feet, back, arm, stomach, breast... for her to come and come.

Her spanking him, pulling his hair, calling him names, choking him, suffocating him, tying him up... can all add such a thrill to sex again for him. (Some say it is accurately called strangulation, but the choking in sex is so different from the strangulation in intimate partner violence! It is based in trust, consent, safety and lust.) With kink, he can even choose not to have sex, but for other acts to replace it, eg masturbation, manual on each other, tribadism, toys, or just to have a bdsm scene be the focus and release... Different regular positions of oral, scrotal, and bum sex with the lights out aren't enough for many men long term. But adding some explicit domination, control and pain... That'll get the boy back into loving sexuality, sex, eagerly knowing his place. Most want, need the passion, excitement, danger, intensity, control of rough sex and kink. It helps them let go, relax, be themselves, be used, be taken care of for once, not have to work, just be taken...

BDSM can also be great for working though past trauma and abuse, a way for him to repeatedly relive sexual/physical trauma and assault. But this time, feeling aroused, wanting too, scared and feeling forced in a situation actually controlled by him and he can end it if he chooses. Letting him heal and continue being a bad boy needing punishment and to please himself through pleasing her, getting pleasure from her beatings, chokes, using him painfully to get off, degradations, control, during foreplay and/or sex.

Rough sex is more fun for men than vanilla, and women too, and many find it so amazing they can't imagine sex without it.

In fact, acts previously considered the realm of bdsm are increasingly found in vanilla sex, not even considered kinky, like choking, spanking, hair pulling, spitting, using him as a fuck doll including treating him as a sex doll, painful anal entries, painful fucking including on his testicles, mdlb themes like calling her mommy... almost all of it on him of course! But remember, it's completely good, because not only is this the natural relation of the sexes, how heterosexuality works, what most find innately hot, but it does (albeit far less often and with far fewer people) happen the other way too, and in many same sex relationships.

BDSM/kink/rough sex themes may be bad in advertising and other pop culture, but it's wonderful in erotica and in sex, and even in culture, it reveals the secret core of the relation, the interplay, the natural state of domination/submission, sadism/masochism, controller/controlled, pleasured/pleaser, active/passive... between the sexes.

And top/bottom, lately not just meaning dom/sub but commonly fucker/fucked, such that many younger people think of sex inherently as woman as top by default, man as bottom. A man can only top by strapping on a yonic toy, usually over his mound, called a dildo, usually quite realistic looking. Then he mimics the female role in sex, the acts of sex with it, on someone's scrotum, butt, taint, mouth, vulva like women do with their actual clitorises/vulvas. Often other places too. Some couples, men, women really enjoy doing this.

Men can really enjoy finally being able to “fuck” women too, back, have “sex” without having to be female, without using, having sex with their body parts that are otherwise used in sex. It's freeing. It allows men to cope with their clitoris envy, the inherent knowledge that male anatomy is sadly lacking in regards to sex, power, being active, taking, being pleasured, orgasms, that the nature of sex itself works against them and their genitals eg the penis and its stimulation has nothing to do with it. To the point some men wish they could only have sex that way, that they even had vulvas/clitorises, because penises are so inferior, can't have sex. (They aren't truly inferior, just different. The sexes are naturally different, the clitoris/vulva obviously superior as a sex organ, and we should celebrate that.)

It is also the primary and default understanding of men dominating women, of how men can. It is good to have this outlet, for this to be synonymous with maledom. It is maledom. It is how men can take power, pleasure, use her. Those fierce doms with their tight latex clothing, heels, pantyhose, make up, shaved bodies, typically untouched penises... “fucking” women stupid with their “pussies.” Such powerful, dominating, in control boys.

Most BDSM and sex in its rawer forms reveals what politically correct people don't want to admit: women are to command, train, use men, and men want and need it that way, were made for women, to please us. As long as it remains in the bedroom, in sexual relationships, in fantasy including erotica and pornography, this doesn't interfere with equality or hominism at all.

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I recall you mentioning going through a gay boy phase, was it because of feelings of sexual/romantic inadequacy (like thinking gay male sex/love was superior, or thinking that men can only truly love other men)?

yeah, 12-16. i know i posted about it on here before too. this was one post about it (that also mentions' my mom's and brother's experiences, others i knew)

this is an open secret, both openly denied *and* confirmed, including by many of the same people, but trans identification, dysphoria is often heavily sexual too.

it was for me. i'm a kinsey 1 and have always leaned heavily, usually very heavily towards men; the most leaning towards women/girls i've even been was a kinsey 2. outside of a 3-4 month period when i was a 5 or even a bit higher early on in 12 (hello uma thurman. had so many fantasies about her fjkl;fJ;L) before the swing back, and wanting to be a gay man (well boy at that age).

I had consumed "straight" porn, some smutty westerns, more romance novels... from 8-12 which I think also inadvertently influenced the trans id, fantasies. eg I wanted to move away from piv-centricism, typical mf dynamics in porn and romance, both on levels I was and wasn't aware of. fantasizing, seeing myself in mm sex, consuming mm sex... was the easiest way. It was also the way that still had only the sex of people I was most attracted to by a lot. It evaded the pornification, sexual objectification of the female body, of my own female body.

it was frankly mostly about fantasies about having sex with a man as a man. about wanting to do so. i remember reading joseph olsan's nightswimmer at 12 too, which influenced things (had several mm sex scenes in it). which led to other books, mm smut art, fanfic. and gay porn.

i big difference between both my fantasies and what i was reading/looking at then was there was a lot less pia in them than what predominates now in the last 10 or so and especially 5 years. eg my fantasies... maybe 15% of them even contained any pia, and it was never just or mostly pia, it often went both ways even in that one fantasy, etc. i never got into yaoi because even back then it was really top/bottom gendered pia-centric bs. but even gay porn by studios had less pia in it, was less focused on top/bottom dichotomous roles and identities in the 00s, 90s and before vs 10s, especially 20s. and the fanfic, drawn smut was overall a lot better compared to now (whether mm, fm, or even ff, although the last remains the least negatively impacted).

this change since about a decade ago, i think plays into dysphoria being worse, longing for a dick rather than clitoris/vulva being worse, etc. (a case in point is gncstraight on reddit. the mod there and that comm has become one of the most misogynist, vulva hating, top/bottom, pia and strap on obsessed people and subs around, holy shit. you won't be able to stand there for long unless you hate female genitals and women, love porn, love male dominance, think it's somehow innate to hate female genitals and only want to cover them up with a strap on, see sex as only pia and dildo in anus...)

back to me at 12-16 lol: i had started getting into radical feminism, disproportionately lesbian feminist too, many bisexual, then, with kate millett and joan smith at 12, shere hite, alice walker at 13, dworkin at 14. (another influential book at 12 was patrick roscoe's birthmarks, about male prostitution, csa, etc.) so... i didn't think mm sex, love was superior to hetero.

i actually got a lot of my views on hetero sex, love, ff sex, love from them. i think it really tempered my wanting to be a gay man/boy and helped me see hetero sex as something that could be interesting, sexy, varied, female-centred, clit/vulva-centric... interestingly i think part of why i'm so tilted towards men almost always and so into fm sex since 16-17 is because of radical feminism, lesbian feminism, etc. may be thought ironic, but i think it's not eg allowed me to envision vulva/clit-centric het sex, that i wasn't doomed by having a clitoris/vulva. i just thought: apply these views, practices, ways of being... re radical feminism, lesbian sex, lesbian relationships to het sex, relationships, and was able to do so more and more as time went on. thank you shere hite, andrea dworkin, audre lorde, adrienne rich, alice walker, sheila jeffreys (she does have some wonky ideas though), kate millett, jane caputi, anne koedt, the women in radfem anthologies, etc.

Switching my fantasies to be more varied starting at 16 and mostly not me as a man with a man helped eg I remember even fantasizing myself as a man with a woman, a woman with a woman, and obviously mostly me as a female with another male. Including female me with two men.

Talking about clit/vulva-centric sex with guys who were interested helped. Joking around about it with guys helped.

Having sex that was vulva/clit-centric with men i was friends with helped.

Sexting with guys online helped but I didn't do that until first year university (and it was males around my age, and I relied on men I knew irl first mostly when I was younger).

Men who love pussy in all those contexts helped.

Talking about it with other girls and women helped. (Also had sex with a couple women, but that wasn't until... 2009-10)

Talking radical feminist views with both sexes helped. Writing piv, pia, porn critique, sex as acts other than piv, etc helped.

Reading mf fanfic helped. This was stuff from the 00s so it was a lot easier to find good smut and there was proportionately a lot more of the good stuff vs the last several years. I even wrote some 😲

my fantasies, desires also made it clear that I wanted to *be* male, not a female who transitions eg even now genital surgery doesn't give an actual penis, what it does provide is... a hunk of flesh from your arm or leg sowed to your crotch. Am enlarged pulled more external clitoris that's still not even the size or actual development of a micro penis. Being female, I would have lots of deleterious health effects were I to take male levels of testosterone. It wouldn't transform me into a man, the other sex. My desires, sexual and not, couldn't actually be fulfilled, and I knew that. I think most people, inc now, inc trans identified people, have been really deceived and have their own fantasies of what hormones and surgeries can and will do eg that you will be transformed to the other sex as if you never were your original sex, will have just regular developed, functional genitals of the other sex, etc. (When most isn't even attempted let alone successful.)

this was 99 or 00 on. i was in high school from sep 2001-jun 06 (did a 5th year). so this was before internet tubesite porn, which didn't come along until 07, and wasn't ubiquitous until years later. i think things were less fucked up then sexually eg porn, porn culture, what was considered normal/standard in hetero sex, etc. i actually think in ways romance was more male dom, sadistic, rape themed, etc than mainstream, more consumed porn was.

This was also obviously before the current "trans kids", kids can know from the time they're 2-3 or even babies, push for no gate keeping, the explosion in trans identification esp among young females zeitgeist we've been under since about 2015. Born 15 plus years later, with different parents... things would've turned out differently for me, probably very differently. I likely wouldn't have just grown through and out of it. But ruminated in it, not seem any ways out, radical feminism would have been far more demonized later on than it was then, porn would have been far more omnipresent and even worse. i would have been told constantly that transition was the only option other than suicide. that female genitals and sexuality were inferior. that vulva-centric het sex was an oxymoron, impossible. that piv, pia and pegging/strap ons were the only things that were sex, that sex could revolve around. that even fellatio was violent, used the throat...

another interesting aspect of this: i actually found teen boys more receptive to radical feminism, piv critique, non piv sex, clit/vulva-centric sex, etc in the 00s than teen girls (boys were also more resistant to it, opposed when they were, but i only came across 2 of those. and even then i had 2 other guys saying they just don't get it, they knew what i was saying, don't bother arguing, etc).

now, i know this was also because i avoided the jocks (we only had one hang out with us, who was mostly a typical jock outwardly, but also wanted to hang with the nerds, hear my views, etc), which is where most of the problems were from/with back then (athletes and fraternities). the people i hung out with were into drama, music, art, languages, comics, a lot were smarter kids...

the boys also knew how many boys and men talked, acted, treated other males and females. how they talked about sex, what they did, thought sexually.* how they enforced that in other males, punished "failures" of masculinity eg being heterosocial, effeminate, same sex attracted... that also played into how receptive they were to hear they didn't have to conform, shouldn't, could be different as boys/men.

*or claimed to; even with the conformists, they are... conforming, performing, bragging to, fitting in with other males. even what they do with women, girls, think on their own, is a "look at me, I'm doing what i should" to other men. the approval, reward, lack of punishment from other males is what matters, what motivates, is mostly why. They seem dominant because they dominate others in speech and action, esp women, girls and young males, but it's really mostly rooted in being a follower, conformist, *submissive*--they are doing what older boys and mem want them to do, mostly because they want them to do it, to avoid punishment, domination, sadism as a "failed male". Most of it by most males is not rooted in innate/biological psychopathy, sadism, anti-social tendencies. That's a small fraction of the male violence, harassment, bullying... that occurs. Few males are innately such things (and fewer females are such things too for that matter as well. Of course most who do so learn to enjoy, find arousal in it, want to do so, but that desire, for the most part isn't the genesis of it being common, is not a pre-existing, deep, innate drive in most, but becomes motivation to continue it. Most people are followers, conformists: most will conform to male dominance, sadism, etc, female submission, compliance, self-sacrifice... especially when they are the male part, the benefiting part, the one inflicting harm part of the equation).

most of the boys were bi (a few of them that i regularly hung around) or gay (one i regularly hung around throughout high school, and another who came to the school in 12th grade). and yes, had crushes on most of them haha: most of the guys i've been into from then till now have been bi, disproportionately been gay. only got up to things wink wonk with two guys in high school though (when 16-18). i often had a crush on one girl, and usually 3-4 boys at a time, so I didn't feel the need to act on any one in particular generally, so i only made moves 3 times in high school--one to find out he was gay lol, another i got turned down, and the other one *eye brow waggles*. the other guy i had sex with was the boyfriend of the first guy i had sex with, starting months after, including threesomes. there were other guys i jokingly flirted with, esp one guy in particular, but it never went beyond that.)

But I do think there was something else to it too: I think people, teen males included, were less invested in male dominance in sex, piv, pia, porn, etc before tubesite porn and its utter normalization for the last decade. This held true for me in my university years too and for a while after. This is shown in stats too eg comparing definitions of sex, sexual practices, etc across decades and across age groups. I think there was more boys and young men (or older) were open, nymphy, playful, curious, varied, pussy-centric, friendly, eager to be taught/learn and please, etc in their sexuality than now. Nowadays, boys and men get shamed for those sexual qualities, that sexuality gets erased esp in hetero sex. they get told they can't be straight or even bi, mustn't be into women, male sexuality like that is worthless outside of what they must be instead then: gay "bottoms." they aren't real men, are probably not male at all but nb/trans. they should be daddy doms instead if not gay. that women, teen girls want that, like that, not this effeminate gay shit that's worthless in hetero sex. they must be asexual, demi at best. get called boring, unsexy, "she'll never come with you" at best if they don't want to strangle and jackhammer others... It's gotten worse.