Went To The Jewish Museum And They Had This English Phrasebook For Recent Immigrants Who Spoke Yiddish

oh, darling, you make for such a pretty boy, you know that?

you look so much like a fag with your five o'clock shadow in that dress. you've always been pretty, but god, you're a pretty boy now. and that just feels different, being called that, doesn't it?

you really oughta let it grow out a little.. shave it just a little longer for me? yes, i know it's barely there in a lot of places. you gotta get through the awkward growth phase to actually get a beard like mine. mines still filling out evenly, anyway. it takes time, handsome.

you're more of a boy in this dress and in your skirts and everything in your wardrobe you adore than any plain man off the street in his jeans and tshirt. you're more of a man than them, at the very least.

it makes you so much hotter to me, too. seeing you stand proud as that man in a dress. man in a skirt, a sleazy chest window top, anything people would deem 'girly.' you look better as a man in a dress than a girl in a dress, anyway..

let me grind on your lap and cum just from your clothed bulge <3

Imagine getting high with another guy, passing a bong back and forth as smoke curls between the two of you. You’re already high, so it’s far too easy to just happen to accidentally take too big a hit, coughing and choking as your lungs burn with smoke. It’s so easy to just lean into the gentle fingers petting through your hair, brain sluggish as you try to gather your thoughts, strings of drool dripping from your lips, dotting your thighs. It’s all you can think to focus on before his cock is shoved down your spasming throat.

“Be a good boy and choke on it.”