#Grindr escapades

[fagroommate]

oh no I downloaded grindr. oh no I'm obsessed. a guy called me a pretty boy just now and I blushed for real it's over

#yelling into the void because I don't think my friends wanna hear every detail of my grindr escapades #call me a faggot next

[neverendingford]

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#tag talk #I like my therapist a lot. had another appointment and she's way more thorough about the initial screenings and my last therapist wasn't. #anyway today was a questionnaire about trauma and so I sat on my bed huddled in blankets and she was like heyy you gonna be okay? #largely not okay because Easter was yesterday so you know.. religious christian holidays be that way. #but I didn't cry during the session at all and she was cool and said some good things that I have now forgotten of course. #still didn't tell her about boofing everclear and fucking up my gi tract for a week or so (idk how long it's been) #but she was like “you don't have to tell me. I already get that you do risky behavior” cause I told her about my grindr escapades already. #her earnestness does make me want to get better. #often when people are obnoxious about my issues I just double down as a “fuck you” to them. so I'm glad we've got a good rapport instead. #I didn't get a chance to talk about plurality but it's fine cause I don't think it's they big of a deal. just another coping skill I have. #she did specifically recognize and congratulate me on the fact that I've deliberately worked on coping skills which felt really good. #like. I used to not be able to fall asleep so I practiced it and now I can. I used to startle really easily but I practiced and now I don't. #I have done deliberate effort to overcome my issues and usurp! #*usually people don't notice because they just see the successful outcome. #so it's nice for someone to recognize the work I've put into overcoming my trauma responses even as a kid

[jessejaredstories]

One Last Adventure

“Did you find anyone yet?”

“Not yet babe, I’m still looking.”

I flipped through the pages of my old high school yearbook while my boyfriend Jack was pacing around our bedroom. He was supposed to be searching through Grindr and Tinder for potential targets, but I knew he was getting frustrated and decided not to push it. My boyfriend has always been the impatient type, but I could understand why he was getting extra antsy tonight. 

About a month ago, my boyfriend and I made a deal with a witch. In exchange for five years off of each of our lifespans, the witch would grant us the supernatural ability to take over other people’s bodies. As you can imagine, Jack and I have been generously using our new powers ever since we got them. We’ve been using them to do whatever we want as whoever we want! Getting easy access to anything we want, getting payback on anyone who’s wronged us, and probably the most fun, fucking as whoever we want. Pretty sweet ability right? 

But of course, an extraordinary power like this doesn’t come without its cost. On top of paying the witch with literal years off of our lives, there were also two conditions we needed to follow. The first condition was the time limit. We got exactly 30 days before our powers expire. Once time’s up, that’s it. No more body hopping fun. The second condition was more of a restriction than anything else. The witch said that we couldn’t just take over anyone’s body. We could only choose people both Jack and I have met in-person before. That condition really limited our options, but even so, that didn’t stop us from having as much fun as possible. 

“Hey, what about these two?” I handed Jack the yearbook with an open page. Unfortunately though, it took him less than a second to shake his head no.

“No good. I knew them but I never actually met them.”

I sighed as I took back the yearbook. Not gonna lie, I was starting to get frustrated too. We just couldn’t find any new bodies to possess! Normally, we wouldn’t get so worked over it, but tonight was different. It was our last day before our powers expired for good. Obviously we couldn’t just let our powers die out without one last body hopping escapade! But after hours of searching, it was not looking good for us…

Or so I thought. I started half-assedly looking through all the faces of our former high school classmates. It was then that two faces stuck out to me. Akshay Khan and Kabir Patel. 

“How about these two? Remember them? The Indian bros?” I asked Jack.

“Oh yeah, I remember them. Can’t say I remember much though,”

“Neither can I.”

Akshay and Kabir were known for being inseparable best friends, but that was it really. They never got involved in any school activities. That’s why they each only had one photo in the yearbook. Easy to miss, but they were still an option nonetheless. 

“C’mon, let’s check out what they’ve been up to,” I said as I pulled out my phone. 

Jack joined me on the couch. He laid against me as I typed in Akshay’s name. Luckily that was all I needed to get a hit on Instagram. His profile came up and surely enough, it was him. He had recently posted on his story too. I clicked on it and up came a picture of him and Kabir working out at some gym together.

“Whoa, they’ve really glowed up since high school. The gym’s been kind to them!” Jack let out a fox whistle when he saw the picture. I turned my head slightly to watch him checking out the goods. I could tell by the hungry look in his eyes that we just found our next targets.

“What do you say bro?” I said while lowering my voice. “You down to hit the showers after we hit this last set?” I caught Jack off guard with my bad Akshay impression, but he caught on right away. We exchanged a knowing look, then proceeded to get ready for the takeover. 

We both laid down on the ground and took deep breaths. We had body possession down to a science with how many times we’ve done it. All that was left to do was to go through steps again. I cleared my mind of all thoughts then I focused on imagining my soul leaving my body, all while maintaining my breathing. Soon enough, I could feel myself becoming lighter as my soul left my physical body. Once I was no longer a slave to the laws of physics, I flew straight to the gym where Akshay and Kabir were. They made the big mistake of tagging their location on social media, which made Jack and I’s job a whole lot easier! 

Thanks to my spirit form, I made it to their location within minutes. I phased through the walls and looked around for the bros. The gym was pretty empty that night for some reason. After some searching, I found Akshay in the locker room area checking himself out in the mirror. He was by himself in there. I crept up behind him, ready to strike while he was distracted! 

“Nrghh… What the fuck?” Akshay exclaimed. He hunched over while holding his stomach. I hesitated jumping into him, then abandoned the idea altogether when I realized what was happening. Jack had beaten me to the punch, he had already begun possessing Akshay.

I decided to stay back a moment and watch as my boyfriend possessed the gym rat. Akshay was groaning loudly. He tried keeping his balance but ended up falling to the ground on all fours. Sweat beads were forming on his face as he began breathing heavily. He then swung his head back with his mouth wide open. I could see his eyes roll back to the back of his head until I only saw the veiny whites of his eyeballs. Akshay then let out a loud, eerie groan. His cheeks and chest puffed up as Jack's soul slithered down his throat. I could see Akshay's Adam's apple bob up and down too! This lasted for a few seconds, then Akshay swallowed the last of Jack's essence in one final gulp. Once it was done, Akshay's eyes went back to normal and he stood up with a cocky grin on his face. 

"Ahh yeahhh... That's the good stuff..." Akshay said while caressing his massive pecs and rock hard abs. Except I knew that wasn't Akshay anymore, that was my loving boyfriend checking out his new body in the mirror. 

I watched as my boyfriend admired his newly obtained muscles in front of the mirror. I couldn't help but smile as Jack flexed his cannons for arms and made his pecs pop. To be honest, I was slightly jealous of him. Akshay was jacked! I wanted to have that body for myself, but no matter, there was still another body up for grabs anyway. 

I turned around and began searching for Kabir. I looked throughout the gym and eventually found him near the dumbbells. Kabir was busy putting some weights back on the rack. He wasn't perfectly alone like Akshay was, but the sight of his plump butt sticking out as he was bent over was too tempting to ignore. I just had to take the risk and dive right in! 

I steadied my aim first and then charged in as fast as I could. Thanks to my spirit form, I was able to phase right through his gym shorts and go straight into his asshole. 

"Ow!! What the fuck!?" Kabir yelped out, presumably from me penetrating him by surprise. The impact of me entering him made Kabir fall onto the ground on his stomach. He grabbed onto his ass cheeks while squirming around on the ground. Unfortunately I wasn't able to possess him in one smooth motion, but it didn't matter. I was already halfway in, and there was nothing Kabir could do to stop a pro like me.

I started wiggling my way up his ass. The deeper I went inside him, the more I could feel through his body as the body takeover process started. 

"Aaargh fuckk!! Ahh!!" 

Kabir was moaning and thrashing around like a madman! I couldn't blame him though, I could feel the stimulation I was giving him by entering through his ass. I bet I was hitting all the right pleasure spots as I slithered up him! 

"Mmmm... yeahh that's the spot..." I purred using Kabir's voice. I was in full control now, and hearing his accent come out of my mouth was making me hard! I stood up and brushed off any dirt on me. I took a moment to admire my newly possessed body. Jack might have gotten the more muscular body, but Kabir was taller and with a well-toned physique too. He was hot— No, I was hot! 

“Hey bro, you good?” 

I felt a hand pat me on the shoulder. Shit! Someone must’ve spotted Kabir thrashing around on the floor! I slowly turned around, but thankfully my worries were for nothing. It was just Jack.

“Yeah man, I’m chilling, all good here,” I answered. Jack shook his head. 

“You sure, Kabir? Looked like you had a pretty ass cramp just now… You don’t need a massage to help ease the pain?”

Getting called “Kabir” threw me off for a moment. Although I quickly caught on when I saw “Akshay” wink at me.

“Actually, you’re right, I could use a massage right now! Think you can lend me a hand bro?” I replied with a smirk. Akshay returned my gesture with a grin. It was moments like this that made me love taking over other people’s bodies with my boyfriend. Nobody but us knew that these two gym rats just got possessed by two other men, and that secret just made it even more fun.

Akshay and I wasted no time in getting to the locker rooms. Luckily for us, there was still nobody back there. We took off our clothes and hopped into one of the shower stalls together. Akshay turned on the water, and then proceeded to pin me to the wall behind me. He planted a big fat kiss on my lips. It was aggressive, but I loved it! 

We made out in the stall with our tongues fighting for dominance while the running water helped cover up our loud kisses and moans. Naturally, our dicks got hard while we kissed. I could feel Akshay’s dick rub against me as we pressed and interlocked our wet bodies against one another. It was strange. Normally when we possess straight men, we could feel their dormant souls try to resist against us having fun with their bodies. I expected Kabir and Akshay to do the same, but they never did! It was almost as if their bodies were enthusiastic about us having our fun. Perhaps, they’ve already done what we were doing?

Whatever. It doesn’t matter. All that mattered was that Akshay had a hand around my neck, choking me while keeping me pressed against the shower wall. I opened my mouth and Akshay spit in my mouth. I swallowed it like a good boy, then I jumped onto Akshay. He held me up while we resumed kissing. Then, while our lips were locked together, he began to lower me down onto his cock. I could feel his dick tap against my hole, then it slid right in.

“OHH FUCKK!!!” I couldn’t hold back my moans. The pleasure of having Akshay’s whole length inside me… My hole expanding to accommodate his girth was too much to hold back!

“You like that? You want this big, brown cock inside you?”

“Fuck yeah! Fuck me!!” 

“Beg for it then.” He started teasing me by thrusting himself into me slowly. 

“Please bro! Please fuck me hard!! I want you… I need you… Arghh!!”

Akshay started picking up the pace of his thrusts. I thought I saw stars with every deep stroke he gave me. We were probably making a lot of noise between my moans and his grunts, but we didn’t care. We fucked like animals with our new jock bodies and we weren’t ashamed of it! 

It only took us another few minutes of fucking before we were both close. Akshay pulled out and let me down to the ground. We then started tugging our dicks together until we covered both ourselves and the shower stall with our cum. We were both panting as we shot load after load of our sweet spunk out. We then made out again one last time while we were still covered with each other’s cum before the shower washed it away. It was hot, and it was definitely the last body hopping adventure we needed before our powers expired for good. 

Once we finished having our fun, Jack and I were ready to leave. We never bothered cleaning up, we just depossessed the bodies and let them take care of it. Jack and I shared one last loving look as Akshay and Kabir before leaving. However, when we tried forcing our souls out of their bodies, we couldn’t! No matter how hard or how much we tried, we just couldn’t leave! We ended up having to clean up after ourselves for once. We did that quickly, then got dressed and left the gym as fast as we could. We had no idea what was going on! But then I caught a glimpse of the time. It was already 1:30AM! It was already the next day! It was supposed to be a quickie, but I guess Jack and I got a little carried away…

All this happened two years ago. We’ve been living as Akshay and Kabir ever since then. Even to this day, neither of us know what could’ve happened that we’d end up trapped in these bodies. If I had to take a guess, I’d wager that when the witch said that our powers would expire permanently, she meant it way more seriously than Jack and I expected. Without those powers, we couldn’t even return to our original bodies! I don’t know, but honestly, I don’t care anymore. If anything, we’ve been blessed to have Akshay and Kabir’s lives as our own. Sure, Akshay’s new family is super traditional and they’re already setting him up for a bride, but that doesn’t matter to us. We still meet up in secret when nobody’s around. No matter who we are, we are lovers and nothing will ever take that away from us. 

We’re not sure how exactly we’re gonna get past an arranged family, but as long as Akshay is by my side, we can overcome anything.

#male possession

[snowe-zolynn-rogers]

Question for your charming actor AU. Who is the younger twin between Solar and Eclipse?

Also, does KC rap to embarrass his sons as per actor shenanigans? Gotta put something into the SoundCloud rapper joke 🤣

KC isn't as good at rapping in the actor AU, it's more of a joke on set that he's just pretty good at rhyming without thinking about it and talking fast.

He does embarrass the twins regularly, though, by talking about his Tinder escapades with the older actors on set, who all routinely go through KC's Tinder (and Grindr) and all judge KC's potential matches with him.

The twins are actually complicated, they were born the night Daylight Savings Time falls back an hour at 2am. Eclipse was technically born first at 1:57 am Pre-Fall Back Time, then Solar was born thirty minutes later at 1:27am (Post-Fall Back Time). So Eclipse is somehow the firstborn youngest and Solar is the secondborn oldest.

#sun and moon show #sams #five nights at freddy's #fnaf #actor au #kill code moon #fnaf eclipse #fnaf solar #snoweyanswers #anon #tw innuendo mention #basically eclipse is the firstborn and solar is the secondborn #but solar is 'older' than eclipse #according to their birth certificates #solar was also a surprise #kc and their mother thought they were only having eclipse

[fuckyeahdindjarin]

Hello, love! Congrats on the follower milestone! I’m sorry I’m so late. I’ve been super busy the past couple of days. If no one has sent in a request for Jack to see Shiv, I’d love to read how that interaction would go. If you want. Please and thank you. You’re the best. ☺️❤️

Sarah, my love! Thank you for sending Jack to Shiv's salon, the cowboy yearning is real ❤️ While this is not Palomino Jack, it's definitely a softer version of him compared to canon. I hope you like it babe!

Shiv's Salon: Jack Daniels

548 words | warnings: Jack is an outrageous flirt, which is an actual endangerment to life. He's also an unapologetic attention whore.

It's the first of the month, which means two things.

One, your favourite ladies - a trio of grandmothers who have been your regulars since you started up the salon - are here for their monthly blowout and tea session.

And two, Jack Daniels will be coming in for his monthly haircut.

You can't help that your eyes flicker to the clock on the wall. You don't know if it's a habit, or if somehow, you can actually sense him coming.

At exactly three on the dot, the door to the salon swings wide open.

You have no idea what he actually does for a living that allows him to stroll in for a leisurely haircut in the middle of the afternoon, but you'll bet those polished western boots have never touched stirrup irons, and the cowboy hat is more for show than for function.

One corner of his mouth tugged upwards in a roguish grin, and he all but purrs in his honeyed baritone. 'Howdy, ladies.'

You roll your eyes at the collective, feminine sigh that cuts through the salon. This man is a lady killer of the highest order and he never misses.

Jack sidles up to you first at the counter, not missing your reaction to his dramatic entrance, holding up your coffee order from your favourite place - he never comes empty-handed.

'No smile for ol' Jack today, honey?'

'Isn't it enough that you have the whole salon fawning over you?' you shoot back without any real sting, taking the paper cup from him and setting it on the counter.

'Don't be jealous, sweetheart,' he chides, leaning across the counter to pin you with his warm, playful eyes. 'You know I have a thing for women in charge, and you're very much the boss here.'

'Hey!' calls out Ashton from where he's adjusting the salon dryer for Prue. 'Don't play favourites now, mister, that's not fair!'

Jack winks at you, then turns to cross the salon with a swagger that is uniquely his, placating his captive audience. 'Ladies, ladies! There's no need to fight over me, there's plenty of this ol' cowboy to go 'round!'

He absolutely loves being the centre of attention and to his credit, he repays it threefold. He asks after Ashton's Grindr escapades, compliments Edith on her new lipstick and thanks Betty for the cobbler recipe she gave him last month.

By the time his adoring crowd lets him go, you're waiting for him by his usual chair, the coffee he bought you buzzing in your bloodstream.

He takes off his hat and tweed jacket, hangs them on the coat rack, then settles into the styling chair, meeting your eyes in the mirror. 'What about you, honey? Still going out with that boyfriend of yours?'

'It will be the same answer no matter how many times you ask - it's none of your business, cowboy,' you answer firmly, running your fingers through his hair to gauge the length.

Undeterred, he smiles, the corners of his eyes crinkling endearingly. 'You know being mean to me will only make me fall in love with you, don't you?'

You shake your head, and despite yourself, your lips twitch into a smile. 'Is it a threat or a challenge, Jack Daniels?'

He grins. 'Whatever you'd like it to be, sweetheart.'

Fuck Yeah 1.2k Sleepover

#fuckyeah1200sleepover #shiv's salon #jack daniels fanfiction #jack whiskey daniels #jack daniels fanfic

[pup-in-transit]

Weird emotions earlier today

A part of my sexuality that i'd like to explore, especially now that having a vagina is no longer going to be theoretical, is having multiple sexual partners. I know i know, it's really basic bitch stuff, but until this point in my life i've never really had the confidence to seek this out.

I've talked with my husband about it. So long as he knows who i'm with, what i'm doing, and that i'm honest about what happening extramarital stuff won't be grounds for a divorce. This bodes well since A) i have sexual interests my husband doesn't share, and B) I love him very much and want to stay with him.

I have some friends that have expressed an interest in fucking me, and i'm still eager to make more connections in the pup community (up to an including finding a handler or alpha 👀), so i appreciate there being an option to explore this ethically within my marriage.

Now, on to the events of this morning. Some friends of mine had been talking about sex they'd had together and what they enjoyed about it, and I couldn't help but feel... well i'm not sure, but i think jealously and FOMO are the best descriptors that come to mind. It's a similar feeling I have when reading about folks in pup + handler polycules, which tragically make up a significant portion of the folks i follow online. It's an immediate pang of "Oh gosh, i wish that were me doing that instead." I feel like i'm single again when i experience that emotion, missing out on escapades i was too self-conscious and scared to do when i was first coming out.

Which for me is an alarming feeling because, again, i am very happily married!

I don't want to be single again and i don't begrudge my husband for not having the same kinks i do, and in fact i value that he's open to me exploring those sexual interests outside of our relationship. I afford him that same freedom to explore the things he's interested in. What is a newly confident horndog to do in such a scenario?

I wonder if it wouldn't be in my best interest to unpack what my motivations for ethical non-monogamy are. I've never been a hookups kind of guy, and certainly not now that i have to consider my husband's safety as well. So apps like Grindr are out of the question. I think for me it would be responsible and lead to overall better sex if i sticking to fucking friends who are open to the idea. Plus i have already found sharing nudes with friends to be something that makes my relationships with them stronger and less awkward, so i have to imagine fucking would open similar doors to more fufilling friendships.

But again, this is all stuff i can worry about after i get my pussy installed. I have time to figure myself out.

#introspection #bd/sm community #non monogamy #ethical non monogamy

[wolfcrisp-69]

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Tonight, Clay's boyfriend Troy is coming over to prepare sushi together, there's many things that need to be taken care of before cooking though.

Sweeping, getting rid of the beer and soda cans in the living room, and picking up laundry from the floor are some of the things he has to do. After taking a long shower, he is ready to receive his boyfriend Troy, however, someone else shows up at brothers Grayson's home with a knock on the door, no one else than their cousin Tara.

Tara: "I need you to help me Clay"

Clay: "What are you doing here? did aunt Maggie drive you?"

Tara: "Maggie doesn't know I am here, I need your help, can you drive me downtown? My partner is waiting for me"

Clay: "You are sneaking out on a date? Sorry Tara, I can't go against your mom"

Tara: "haven't you ever done things like this for love?"

Clay remained silent for now, remembering his escapades back in his hometown, when he was deeply in the closet.

Tara: "My mom doesn't like my girlfriend, hell, she doesn't even know she's my girlfriend, please help me"

Clay: "If your mom finds out you and I are in big trouble..."

Tara: "She won't find out, she thinks I went to a friend's house, you are gay, can't you comprehend me?"

Clay: "what are you talking about? how did you even know?"

Tara: "You blocked a friend of mine in Grindr after he said he was 18, you sent him a face pic before that"

Clay: "Tara, I can't...."

Tara: "If you aren't helping me I am walking there on my own" and so she started to walk away.

Clay: "Stop! Fine I will drive you there! I am not letting you walk half this town and something bad happen to you"

Tara: "I knew you would understand, thanks!"

#TS4 #sims 4 #the sims 4 #simblr #graysonbrothers #graysonclansims #portsim #portsim save file

[slightlydepressedmelon]

Good Omens S2E3

(chaotic thoughts as they happen)

the music in this show is wonderful

aww Jim’s stuff is labeled

Muriel is so cute

“why don’t you just go by train? you love trains!” *while angrily carrying plants*

ITS THE FIRST IMAGE WE EVER GOT WITH CROWLEY ON THE ARM OF THE CHAIR I SMACKED MYSELF

smacking myself might be a dangerous happy stim

the dirty look at the car when Azi says the music has to stay classical

from “you go to fast for me” to “I can feel it when you go under the speed limit”

noooooo not yellow, that’s my favorite color but absolutely not

his face saying “but it’s pretty” he’s such a little bean I love him

the threat to actually sell books is cracking me up he knows Azi so well

I feel like Beazulbub is a new actress but idk

vavoom

I could watch a whole season just of their escapades throughout history

Crowley wtf

“I’m out of minutes. I mostly just use it for Twitter. And Grindr” little gems in this show

Azi has a praise kink (mostly joking)

I love them so much

aww Crowley is a bit of hopeless romantic

“vavooming was not the end result”

THREATENING BECAUSE IF POTENTIAL HARM TO AZI I CRY

9.8/10 loved it as always

#good omens #melon watches stuff #my post

[homoqueerjewhobbit]

Every time I search for my mom in my phone, this is what pops up:

I hooked up with GZ once, c 2016. I never intend to call him, he is never going to call me. But now, every time I call my mom, I remember having absolutely silent choke sex in a pitch black, 95° room then jumping out his bedroom window.

#There are a handful more details to this story but idk how much yall wanna hear #Gay #Grindr #Grindr escapades #Gay culture #post o' mine #call your mother

[artpopintodarkness]

I wanted attention but the trumper I was fighting on Facebook stopped responding so I downloaded Grindr and am trolling a guy pretending i don’t know what a gas station is

#personal #men really will believe anything #he thinks im gonna go buy him cigarettes #at midnight o clock #no maam #grindr escapades

[arctic-hands]

After his surgery and eventually being transferred from Brighton to a specialist hospital in Oxford, Richardson said he felt “isolated” and “invisible”. He said he couldn’t find anyone in the LGBT+ community who had similar experiences online who were being “open and honest about their health conditions”.

So he decided to set up an Instagram page, @chrons_come_back_kid, to chart his recovery and health journey. He told PinkNews that he’s met “so many beautiful” people through his social media escapades, but he has received backlash and vitriol from the gay community because he is honest about his condition.

...

He eventually decided to download dating apps, like Grindr, to connect to others while he was in the hospital. But Richardson said he would be “ghosted” or blocked the moment he would mention his stoma. He said: “People would make some excuses or stop talking to me, and that affected me mentally because I’m the same guy.

“All I could think in my head was: If I was to have sex, I will be the best bottom in town because it doesn’t get used.

“So I couldn’t work out why, all of the sudden, I was being ostracised and treated like this.”

Then, he connected with a woman had the same surgeries as Richardson. She invited him to participate in a couple of photoshoots, and he decided to put the images onto his dating profiles so he wouldn’t have to ‘drop the bomb” that he was unwell.

But he said he was immediately met with vitriol with people asking him why he chose to put “pictures like that” on the apps. Richardson said he felt like he “just got labelled as the gay guy with a bag” after he posted the pictures.

“Nobody took me seriously or wanted to date me the minute I put the pictures of my bag online,’ he explained. “I was going through such a difficult time losing my job, losing my home, my identity, and the one community that would be there for me just turned its back.”

Damn. This is why I only date sick queers

#Crohn's disease #chronic illness #ableism

[curlyhairedprince]

Two questions sorry if this is dumb. What is escapade and what does hosting wrt Grindr mean? Like bottoming

Escapade is like one of the best fanfics out there and you should totally go read it! And hosting is more like is he gonna invite us over to do the deed lmao, like location wise

#ask #anonymous

[leadbra2]

How Excellent Are Gay Courting Programs?

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[matty2loves]

Since this is a blog. I should write a little bit. Just wanted to talk about my sexual escapade. I don’t even think it was escapade I’m just gonna say fling ishes. I guess I haven’t had respect for myself in a while so I went on Grindr to get attention. And you know Grindr you get attention all the time. For me is never a genuine conversation. People just want sex and hook ups. I always get the people that automatically send pictures of their penis or ass. once you start getting a genuine conversation. It leads to let’s meet up. So no more Grindr because I should know what I want right!!!! Let me me tell you on Grindr I hooked up with three guys. All three couldn’t satisfy me the way I wanted. It made me feel like a sexual relationship with man would never feel amazing. Still feel that way. The first one was some old Spanish guy with a flat ass. He wanted me to fuck him in his ass and slap his no ass having. Couldn’t finish fucking him because he smell like fish how is that even possible. The second one was this rich white guy with a terrible drug problem. Honestly should’ve left once I seen the Coke on the table. But I wanted to scratch my temptation. Forgot to mention his wife was in the room. She was heavily coked out. He also wanted Me to fuck him in his ass. Before I fucked his ass He sniffed Coke and poppers. The sex was sooooooo terrible. He wanted to be in all these positions. It felt like I was working out mostly. It felt Like he and his wife watch too much porn.This couple upset me the most. I didn’t even cum gotten a headache from the scent of the poppers. I also left with Gonorrhea. I thought I would never have sex again with the guy anyway. I thought I was never going to use the Grindr app again. Six months later Yesterday in fact I go on Grindr so I get attention from someone in this case anyone. I try not to judge anyone. But this guy/trans/wants to be called a woman.We meet at a bar he I mean she talks about her being in polygamy type relationship. She said she was looking for a bisexual man. Mind you not my type at all again sometimes I just want the attention. So I try oral sex but was totally disappointing that he I mean she was only 2 inches!!!. I made her cum in the car. Cum taste weird. She gives me head which was terrible ☹️. I cum she swallows it. She says she wants more but I just go home and erase the Grindr app. I will focus my attention on women and wait for bisexual guy to find me.

[lovinbeats]

        what’s  up .  it’s  ur  girl  sunny (she/they) !!   i  am  a  complete  disaster  most  of  the  time  but  here  i  am !!   i  LOVE  red  velvet  and  just  yeri  in  general  tbh  ...  she’s  my  babie .  i’m  excited  to  get  things  started  on  here  so  feel  free  to  message  me  here  or  on  line  for  plotting !!

dani’s  stats  can  be  found  here ,   but  i’m  still  working  on  a  biography  for  her   ( that  will  come  one  day  i  promise ) .   she  loves  books  and  coffee  and  can  typically  be  found  at  grindr  either  working  or  not     ---     perhaps  she  has  an  addiction  to  coffee .

dani's  life  was  typical  of  any  other  middle - class  family's .   the  youngest  of  two  ;  parents  who  were  too  busy  to  pay  any  attention  to  their  child  and  an  older  brother  who ,   at  six  years  older  than  herself ,  had  no  interest  in  the  young  girl .

her  first  year  of  education  was  less  than  desirable .   she  acted  out ,   threw  fits  beyond  belief ,   screamed  for  attention  that  she  was  never  given  at  home .   diagnoses  were  thrown  in  her  direction ,   medication  pumped  into  her  like  her  life  depended  on  it .   she  became  a  lifeless  mass ,   a  child  without  a  personality .   it  was  decided  that  she  would  finish  out  her  education  in  a  private  school ,   starting  from  the  age  of  six .

she  spent  years  in  this  setting ,   class  sizes  so  small  she  never  did  learn  how  to  interact  with  others .   she  became  a  hermit ,   shying  away  from  interactions  and  always  having  a  nose  in  a  book .    she  still  yearned  for  the  attention  that  her  parents  gave  her  brother ,   the  beloved  son  they'd  always  wanted .   she  lived  out  lives  she  could  never  dream  up  on  her  own  in  the  pages  sewn  into  bindings  that  fell  apart  at  her  fingertips .  

she'll  never  forget  the  night  her  brother  answered  the  phone ,   voice  cracking  like  he'd  just  woken  up .   maybe  he  had ,   it  was  two  in  the  morning  after  all .   she'd  been  invited  out ,   a  young  fifteen  year  old  girl  who  just  wanted  to  fit  in .   and  after  hours  of  pretending  to  be  someone  she  wasn't ,   she  called  the  only  person  she  knew  wouldn't  scream  in  her  face  for  all  the  horrible  decisions  she'd  made .

he  never  did  show  up .   she'd  walked  home  that  night ,   confusion  and  anger  heavy  on  her  heart .   she  thought  of  all  the  things  she'd  say  to  him  when  she  saw  him  next    ;    she  didn't  know  she'd  never  see  him  again .  

it  was  hard  on  the  entire  family ,   on  the  entire  town .   star  football  player  who  had  gotten  himself  a  full - ride  scholarship  to  harvard  .    he  was  destined  to  do  so  many  things .   after  his  death ,  everything  changed .

her  family  was  no  longer  typical ,   her  mother  became  addicted  to  presecription  painkillers  and  she   wasn't  even  sure  her  father  was  the  same  person  anymore - everything  made  him  so  angry .   they  blamed  her  of  course ,   for  dragging  him  out  that  night  when  he'd  been  far  too  tired  to  drive .   she  blamed  herself  more  than  anyone ,   hated  herself  every  minute  she  was  alive  and  he  wasn't .  

she  was  angry .   she  was  angry  at  her  mother  and  father  for  losing  themselves ,   she  was  angry  at  the  town  for  painting  the  dead  boy  into  a  spectacle  to  be  gawked  at ,   she  was  angry  at  her  parents  for  never  giving  her  the  comfort  she  needed  -  for  always  blaming  her  with  such  hatred .   she'd  killed  their  precious  boy .   she  was  mostly  angry  at  herself ,   for  never  missing  him .

all  she  knew  was  anger .   soon  enough ,  she  was  kicked  out  of  her  academy  -  fighting  on  school  grounds .   dani's  anger  found  itself  manifested  in  her  songs  -  songwriting  always  her  best  outlet  even  as  a  child .   she  met  cole  in  the  midst  of  her  rage ,   and  found  herself  enjoying  his  company  more  than  she'd  like  to  admit .   something  about  him  seemed  to  calm  it  all  a  bit .   joining  his  band  was  the  last  puzzle  piece  she   knew  she'd  been  missing .

adulthood  came  in  a  flash  and  she  knew  it  before  her  18th  birthday  even  arrived  -  she'd  not  be  welcome  for  as  long  as  she  was  a  legal  adult .  there  were  too  many  painful  memories  there .   no  parent  wants  to  see  their  child's  killer  every  day .

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roommate  -  just  as  it  sounds .  dani  placed  an  ad  to  find  a  place  to  crash  for  a  while  but  it  turned  out  to  be  better  than  she’d  thought !! 

older  brother’s  best  friend  -  dani’s  older  brother  was  a  social  butterfly ,  known  as  one  of  the  town’s  nicest .   after  his  death  everything  was  so  awkward  and  the  town  began  to  separate  themselves  from  the  family  -  his  best  friend  was  one  of  them ,   but  never  lost  touch  with  dani .

like  two  peas  in  a  pod  -  dani  spends  so  much  of  her  time  at  grindr ,  she  forgets  that  she  should  probably  be  a  decent  human  being  and  talk  to  her  friends .   this  muse  doesn’t  seem  to  mind  though  and  often  joins  her  in  her  unproductive  daydreaming  escapades

no  ‘ miss  proper ’  -  don’t  be  fooled .  the  private  school  life  in  stone  harbor  was ,  if  anything ,  a  way  for  parents  to  just  say  they  were  trying  new  methods  for  their  children  who  ‘ couldn’t  succeed  in  a  traditional  environment ’ .  code  for  :  ‘ i  have  a  ton  of  money  and  a  child  who  won’t  stop  screaming  at  the  teachers ’.  once  dani  was  kicked  out ,  there  were  no  other  options  -  she  was  forced  to  attend  the  high  school  she  so  dreaded .  nothing  was  worse  than  hearing  the  pitiful  sorry  after  sorry  when  they’d  come  to  find  out  who  she  was  (  more  like  whose  sister  she  was  ) .   this  muse  didn’t  seem  to  notice  at  all ,   and  also  happened  to  be  one  of  the  only  people  who  didn’t  mock  her  for  her  previous  education ,  assuming  her  to  be   ‘ miss proper ’

#stone:intro #im sorry this is literally such a mess i did not ... proofread . fjasdlfjasf #im also so tired like how am i alive rn. its friday after finals week fjasdlkfjasdf #will go through opens tomorrow and maybe write my own tomorrow ?

[cxnxnical]

7 november 2019

6:49p the other night, I received a message from a man on my grindr messaged me, and of course, me finding him cute as well, decided to message back. this man, in particular, wasn’t looking for a hook-up - just to hang out, so after work, I obliged to his request and drove all the way downtown, seeking the company of an older man with an air of loneliness and of solemnity in my heart. these interactions typically don't go well for me, as I cannot fulfill the usual hook-up culture desires, so I went into this with pretty low expectations. I simply thought I would talk with this person for an hour and leave disappointed in myself as I always do when I arrived at the airbnb where he was staying, he walked down and got into the passenger side of my car, kindly and warmly directing me where i could park. (i would like to add these apartments were particularly bougie) He asked for my name, and I, in turn, asked for his. He chuckled a little bit at the sound of my nickname, which I always find understandable, because in all fairness, it does sound quite weird to people who don't know me. it’s truly funny to me how much conversation can be sparked over a concept as simple as a name. As I explained the reasoning for me going by my nickname as opposed to my birth name, he developed a look of both perplexion and intrigue. It made me a slight flutter of excitement to see a sort of genuine interest coming from another human being in regards to who I am. I remember looking at the view of the downtown area of that my ugly city from the view of the 6th floor of that parking garage and hearing the way this man’s voice echoed off the corner stone walls like a bat echolocating in the darkness. We were both in the dark here. Neither of us knew the potential impact this little escapade would have for either of us.   We entered his apartment - or at least, the apartment he was staying in. he offered me drink and he offered me weed, both of which I politely declined due to me not wanting to go home even the slightest bit inebriated. He laughed at me for being “prudish” as he put it and talked to me about how he finds it impossible to be able to drive and not be high. I laughed it off. I laughed because in the back of my mind I knew it was true. It never really occurs to me how uptight I truly am until i’m put in a situation that’s at least slightly out of the norm. This was completely out of pocket, This was one hundred percent out of the norm. I’ve been told since I was little never to talk to strangers, to always be home by midnight, to never meet up with people you don't know on the internet. and yet there I was. there in that apartment over a half an hour way from my home, alone with this person whom I didn't even know.  Completely disregarding all of the known “laws” of safety since I was a child. I’ll be the first one to admit knowing these things in the back of my mind gave me little rush - it made me feel like a rebel. I was rebelling against my own uptight self and actually enjoying my brief reprieve from what I can only describe as “reality” This was too surreal to feel like it actually happened. He picked up a can of beer from the fridge, took his shoes off, and turned on the record player that had “Wincing the Night Away” by The Shins preset on the turn table. He gingerly crawled into the covers of the bed. I’ll never forget the sound of 2000′s indie rock playing in the background of our conversations that night simply because it seemed so ridiculously fitting, honestly to the point where it seemed cheesy, like being in some shitty coming of age independent film. 

Going into detail about what we discussed would be such a waste of time as everything we talked about was nonsensical and overly philosophical at nauseam, but I will say with all honesty in my heart that I’ve been looking for someone to talk to about those things for such a long time. I felt like I had finally found someone who was “a part of my tribe” as one of my best friends would have put it. The energy in the room was truly palpable. I was on his wavelength and he was on mine.  He wasn’t conventionally attractive by any means, but his intellect and his ability to uphold a conversation was.  But I had to go, and I had only been there for a less than an hour. I told him that, and I could hear the disappointment in his voice as he calmly saw me out. I thanked him for his time and I told him how valuable his time was. “Everyone’s is” was the last thing he told me as I heard the door close behind me. He later messaged me after I had left the parking garage telling me that he wanted to kiss me, and truth be told, I did too.

I left that night disappointed yet again, but for a completely different reason than times before. My only regret about that night is that I didn’t stay longer.