LGBTQiwis

Never understood the appeal of dick, would someone mind explaining me it?
Dicks are awesome. They come in all shapes and sizes, some are skinny and curved and others are fat and bulbous like a submarine. When a cock gets hard, you know that you've done that; it is a visible, tangible, solid object of pure excitement. An erection cannot be hidden, it will not relent, it will come back with even more fury if denied.

A cock is the barest and most blunt representation of male virility. It stands proud, tall, erect. It is the giver of life, the force which drives men to greatness, and the undeniability of it all makes it absolute. When a man is hard in front of me, I know he is a fag. There is no other explanation. A man's cock is a part of him, a part he treasures; one he has chosen to share at it's finest moments.

And yet, a cock is a place of vulnerability. It is something any reasonable man wishes to protect at all costs. You can take an arm, a leg; anything but the cock. The balls are soft, easily hurt, and exposed. When a man allows you to suck his cock, he is baring himself to you, showing a vulnerable part of his soul and absolute trust. It throbs, it jumps, it tenses and explodes; everything it does, it reflects the man's desires in an undeniable way.

That, my fellow kiwis, is why I love big, throbbing, juicy cocks.
 
Dicks are awesome. They come in all shapes and sizes, some are skinny and curved and others are fat and bulbous like a submarine. When a cock gets hard, you know that you've done that; it is a visible, tangible, solid object of pure excitement. An erection cannot be hidden, it will not relent, it will come back with even more fury if denied.

A cock is the barest and most blunt representation of male virility. It stands proud, tall, erect. It is the giver of life, the force which drives men to greatness, and the undeniability of it all makes it absolute. When a man is hard in front of me, I know he is a fag. There is no other explanation. A man's cock is a part of him, a part he treasures; one he has chosen to share at it's finest moments.

And yet, a cock is a place of vulnerability. It is something any reasonable man wishes to protect at all costs. You can take an arm, a leg; anything but the cock. The balls are soft, easily hurt, and exposed. When a man allows you to suck his cock, he is baring himself to you, showing a vulnerable part of his soul and absolute trust. It throbs, it jumps, it tenses and explodes; everything it does, it reflects the man's desires in an undeniable way.

That, my fellow kiwis, is why I love big, throbbing, juicy cocks.
You know what, I completely get it now, fuck
 
Dicks are awesome. They come in all shapes and sizes, some are skinny and curved and others are fat and bulbous like a submarine. When a cock gets hard, you know that you've done that; it is a visible, tangible, solid object of pure excitement. An erection cannot be hidden, it will not relent, it will come back with even more fury if denied.

A cock is the barest and most blunt representation of male virility. It stands proud, tall, erect. It is the giver of life, the force which drives men to greatness, and the undeniability of it all makes it absolute. When a man is hard in front of me, I know he is a fag. There is no other explanation. A man's cock is a part of him, a part he treasures; one he has chosen to share at it's finest moments.

And yet, a cock is a place of vulnerability. It is something any reasonable man wishes to protect at all costs. You can take an arm, a leg; anything but the cock. The balls are soft, easily hurt, and exposed. When a man allows you to suck his cock, he is baring himself to you, showing a vulnerable part of his soul and absolute trust. It throbs, it jumps, it tenses and explodes; everything it does, it reflects the man's desires in an undeniable way.

That, my fellow kiwis, is why I love big, throbbing, juicy cocks.
I don't think they get the whole picture just yet. You have to explain why vaginas and boobs are evil and bad. :smug:
 
Dicks are awesome. They come in all shapes and sizes, some are skinny and curved and others are fat and bulbous like a submarine. When a cock gets hard, you know that you've done that; it is a visible, tangible, solid object of pure excitement. An erection cannot be hidden, it will not relent, it will come back with even more fury if denied.

A cock is the barest and most blunt representation of male virility. It stands proud, tall, erect. It is the giver of life, the force which drives men to greatness, and the undeniability of it all makes it absolute. When a man is hard in front of me, I know he is a fag. There is no other explanation. A man's cock is a part of him, a part he treasures; one he has chosen to share at it's finest moments.

And yet, a cock is a place of vulnerability. It is something any reasonable man wishes to protect at all costs. You can take an arm, a leg; anything but the cock. The balls are soft, easily hurt, and exposed. When a man allows you to suck his cock, he is baring himself to you, showing a vulnerable part of his soul and absolute trust. It throbs, it jumps, it tenses and explodes; everything it does, it reflects the man's desires in an undeniable way.

That, my fellow kiwis, is why I love big, throbbing, juicy cocks.
 
Dicks are awesome. They come in all shapes and sizes, some are skinny and curved and others are fat and bulbous like a submarine. When a cock gets hard, you know that you've done that; it is a visible, tangible, solid object of pure excitement. An erection cannot be hidden, it will not relent, it will come back with even more fury if denied.

A cock is the barest and most blunt representation of male virility. It stands proud, tall, erect. It is the giver of life, the force which drives men to greatness, and the undeniability of it all makes it absolute. When a man is hard in front of me, I know he is a fag. There is no other explanation. A man's cock is a part of him, a part he treasures; one he has chosen to share at it's finest moments.

And yet, a cock is a place of vulnerability. It is something any reasonable man wishes to protect at all costs. You can take an arm, a leg; anything but the cock. The balls are soft, easily hurt, and exposed. When a man allows you to suck his cock, he is baring himself to you, showing a vulnerable part of his soul and absolute trust. It throbs, it jumps, it tenses and explodes; everything it does, it reflects the man's desires in an undeniable way.

That, my fellow kiwis, is why I love big, throbbing, juicy cocks.
TLDR: He a sub.
 
Dicks are awesome. They come in all shapes and sizes, some are skinny and curved and others are fat and bulbous like a submarine. When a cock gets hard, you know that you've done that; it is a visible, tangible, solid object of pure excitement. An erection cannot be hidden, it will not relent, it will come back with even more fury if denied.

A cock is the barest and most blunt representation of male virility. It stands proud, tall, erect. It is the giver of life, the force which drives men to greatness, and the undeniability of it all makes it absolute. When a man is hard in front of me, I know he is a fag. There is no other explanation. A man's cock is a part of him, a part he treasures; one he has chosen to share at it's finest moments.

And yet, a cock is a place of vulnerability. It is something any reasonable man wishes to protect at all costs. You can take an arm, a leg; anything but the cock. The balls are soft, easily hurt, and exposed. When a man allows you to suck his cock, he is baring himself to you, showing a vulnerable part of his soul and absolute trust. It throbs, it jumps, it tenses and explodes; everything it does, it reflects the man's desires in an undeniable way.

That, my fellow kiwis, is why I love big, throbbing, juicy cocks.
A man should be so lucky to ever find a woman that loves cock as much as you do. Impressive, really. Kind of regret wasting my sponsor on a shitpost earlier today, more people need to know of your infinite love of cock.
 
Dicks are awesome. They come in all shapes and sizes, some are skinny and curved and others are fat and bulbous like a submarine. When a cock gets hard, you know that you've done that; it is a visible, tangible, solid object of pure excitement. An erection cannot be hidden, it will not relent, it will come back with even more fury if denied.

A cock is the barest and most blunt representation of male virility. It stands proud, tall, erect. It is the giver of life, the force which drives men to greatness, and the undeniability of it all makes it absolute. When a man is hard in front of me, I know he is a fag. There is no other explanation. A man's cock is a part of him, a part he treasures; one he has chosen to share at it's finest moments.

And yet, a cock is a place of vulnerability. It is something any reasonable man wishes to protect at all costs. You can take an arm, a leg; anything but the cock. The balls are soft, easily hurt, and exposed. When a man allows you to suck his cock, he is baring himself to you, showing a vulnerable part of his soul and absolute trust. It throbs, it jumps, it tenses and explodes; everything it does, it reflects the man's desires in an undeniable way.

That, my fellow kiwis, is why I love big, throbbing, juicy cocks.
Ok. But you're totally gay. Enjoy your HIV, Monkeypox and Ringworm STDs lel ;P
 
Dicks are awesome. They come in all shapes and sizes, some are skinny and curved and others are fat and bulbous like a submarine. When a cock gets hard, you know that you've done that; it is a visible, tangible, solid object of pure excitement. An erection cannot be hidden, it will not relent, it will come back with even more fury if denied.

A cock is the barest and most blunt representation of male virility. It stands proud, tall, erect. It is the giver of life, the force which drives men to greatness, and the undeniability of it all makes it absolute. When a man is hard in front of me, I know he is a fag. There is no other explanation. A man's cock is a part of him, a part he treasures; one he has chosen to share at it's finest moments.

And yet, a cock is a place of vulnerability. It is something any reasonable man wishes to protect at all costs. You can take an arm, a leg; anything but the cock. The balls are soft, easily hurt, and exposed. When a man allows you to suck his cock, he is baring himself to you, showing a vulnerable part of his soul and absolute trust. It throbs, it jumps, it tenses and explodes; everything it does, it reflects the man's desires in an undeniable way.

That, my fellow kiwis, is why I love big, throbbing, juicy cocks.
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@Domestic Cat Fuck you. :mad:
 
It seems like a large portion of people here are LGB ✂️ TQ+

Perhaps troons really did ruin gay progress
To be honest, I don't think there's anything wrong with someone wishing to modify their body as they see fit. The problem is that a lot of trans people go in with the expectation of coming out the other end actually being the product they desire. They're ravaged by the capitalist healthcare system they'll only ever optionally criticize, conveniently choosing the papers meant for marketing them more medical products, crafted specifically for them to cite. It's another success of the lifestyle-brand branch of marketing. Autistic, lonely, pornoholic, and looking for online friends that say they love your more than your mom? Troon out! I think I said this to someone else before: it's like an unholy love between niggercattle finance, the healthcare industry, gas station dick pills, and worthless academic paper mills. Trans people have become a perfectly domesticated demographic as a pillar of their beloved capitalism/fascism. Ironic. There are so many easy ways they can live their lives in peace, but none take it. It's not that they're blind to it, it's that they'll be shunned if they notice it and say "hey, maybe the billion dollar company isn't actually trying to save my life, rather trying to make me think I'll LITERALLY DIE without their product!" That part has to do with their insane ingrouping/outgrouping. And on top of that, it's pinkwashed american exceptionalism. Even if they're outside the country they can't escape our influence, not even the influence of our troons. They're crazy toxic and try to play it off as quirky, dramatic, or moral. They'll feign emotions to fit in. A lot of these people aren't very smart and are often very lonely. And at some point I began to think: why not? They're valuable 'assets,' valuable 'subscribers.' Were they really worth being friends with anyways? If not trooning out, then what would they have done? Was it their destiny to do something this dumb? Or were they always this weak and insecure and I hadn't noticed? Should I even miss them? Their lives are hell at their own hands (although, unfortunately this isn't always the case). Pity or not...
...I personally don't think separation is going to happen unless it's mutual. Once there IS a mutual separation, I can only see the troons dishonestly claiming they did it first or something.
 
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