Secret_M 🌸

Accepting that I’m Queer means thinking that She is pretty but…

From @its-giving-denial-caps

omg, it’s so funny trying to explain this feeling to people who don’t get it, you know? like, a straight guy would look at this picture and his dick would get hard. a straight girl would probably look at her and think, omg body goals. and the thing is… i’m exactly the same as the straight girl. when i look at this woman, my brain just goes into, like, full aesthetic appreciation mode. she’s literally goals. her hair is perfect, her skin is glowing, her boobs are so perky and cute, her legs look so soft… she is a work of fucking art. and i can appreciate that art. i want to look like her. i want to feel as pretty as she looks. but is my dick hard? no. sweetie, it’s literally sleeping. it’s not even in the room. looking at her is like looking at a really, really expensive dress in a shop window. i admire it, i want it, i might even fantasize about wearing it… but i don’t want to fuck the mannequin.

now… a man’s body? that’s a whole different fucking story. that’s not art i admire from a distance, that’s a raw, physical, primal need. my brain doesn’t even have to think about it. you could show me a picture of some random hot dude who just got out of the gym, and my pathetic little clit would start leaking instantly. i don’t even look at his face first. my eyes go right to the muscles, the hard lines, the fucking power. i think about the deep v-line of his abs leading down into his sweatpants. i think about the veins bulging on his biceps and forearms. 🥵

but then my brain gets even nastier. i start thinking about the parts a “normal” person isn’t supposed to find hot. i get obsessed with the idea of being on my knees in front of him, my face buried in his crotch, and not even for his cock. i’m thinking about the musky, sweaty scent of his taint. that perfect patch of skin between his balls and his asshole that smells like pure man. i fantasize about the heavy, low-hanging weight of his balls, so full and ripe. i want to lick them, to feel their texture on my tongue, to breathe in his scent until i’m dizzy with it. 😮‍💨 that’s what gets me hard. not soft skin and perky tits. it’s hard muscle, raw sweat, and the filthy, animalistic reality of a man’s body.