Hello, I'm Basil! A 20yr old trans guy who is queer, polyam, and primarily T4T. I request that you read this before following!
This is a NSFT blog, I post nsft and kink stuff here. Minors and ageless blogs, please DNI. I know it seems tempting, I was that kid too, but please, for your own safety don't interact! And as a reminder, all characters/people in my fantasies are consenting adults.
A small warning, that my posts may contain fantasies relating to; CNC, kidnapping, somno, intox, humiliation and degradation. Possibly some gore relating to knights/vampires. I am quite liberal with my tags, so you should be able to weed out things you do not wish to see.
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No, that's fine. You can always talk to me, man, I'm here for you. I get it. Let me just rub on you a little bit. Yeah, this is what guys do. I just need to check something. Let's go on my bed, that'll be easier. I'll grind on your ass from behind. Clothes off is better. Looks like you got me hard - and my dick only gets hard for other guys. So you are one. I've showed you mine, now show me yours. You're hard as well. Let me test out that cock of yours. This isn't weird, besides, I need you to help me out later, it's only fair. Fuck, you taste amazing. Anyone'll be lucky to have you. And you're vocal too, shh, we don't want any of the neighbours to hear. Try to be quiet for me, man.
I might as well test out this tight-ass hole you got here as well. Don't be like that, it'll be so fucking sexy and manly to watch you take my cock. And you're already dripping for me. Frankly it'd be waste to jerk off when you got me right here. Spread real wide for me. There we go. You're so sexy like this. I'm gonna shove my tdick in you now, yeah? It's better than I could've imagined, man. You're squeezing me so good. You're gonna make me cum so fast. Yeah, let's see how deep I can get inside you. You look and feel like a wet dream in mating press. Fuck, I'm sorry man, I couldn't stop myself from cumming all over you. But I can still get you off with my hands, right? You are amazing.
A prince who is not the eldest or even the spare, just a youngest son who is left mostly to his own devices. He can basically go where he likes and doesn’t stay in the castle, preferring to wander near the barracks where the knights live.
He likes to watch them at their drills, sitting on the grass with a book and a glass of wine like he is at the opera. He doesn’t know how to fight but he likes to watch the bouts.
One day, a newer knight is brought low by the older knight instructing him, blood pouring out of his nose. The prince watches with fascination to see the older man pull him back up and have him turn his face up to stem the flow.
“There’s a lad,” he says with a surprising softness. “You won’t forget to block next time.”
“N-no sir,” the young man says, eyes wide, and stumbles out of the practice area.
The prince nearly forgets it, until he is wandering the gardens behind the barracks and finds the older knight with the young man bent over under him, thick cock dripping against his exposed ass. He gasps before he can stop himself, and they both look up, meeting his gaze.
"There you have it," the older knight says, grabbing the young man's hips. "At the very least you can give your prince a show."
Ngl I've been kind of discouraged from posting ever since the way I organize and tag my posts doesn't even work... but maybe hopefully I'll post on here again soon. Been in a big werewolf mood so, werewolf prince posts coming soon perhaps??
There are feast days where the prince permits/asks the knight to stand down and enjoy the day as anyone else may. At first, the knight demurs. Feast days are particularly dangerous, in his experience, he ought to stay on...
"I've other soldiers in my retinue," the prince says as a firm reminder. Chastised, the knight nods tightly.
"I apologize. It is not my intent to disobey you, my lord," he says.
The prince pauses: was he cruel? It is strange to hear the knight apologize, when he is not in the wrong. But it would be improper to say so now, when he's insisted.
"There will be rare enjoyments that day," he says. "But I shall be at study. A waste of your day to watch me read, surely."
"I will return to my post the morning after, if it pleases your highness," the knight responds, in fair form.
The knight does not ask what is the matter of your study? It truly brings him no pleasure to catch out the prince in a lie. Though he is clever and diplomatic, the prince has little cause for guile and has been dreadful at lying since he was a child.
Instead, the knight bows and excuses himself from the prince for the night.
For his part, the prince relaxes minutely before preparing for bed. He cannot admit to himself, much less his faithful guard, what his true plans are for the feast day, where the duties of all men are suspended so they may do as they please.
That morning he wakes early and enjoys the warmth of the bed, before rising to make sure the door is locked. Then he is back to his mattress, closing his eyes and drifting his hands down.
He rolls onto his back and lets the knight's given name pass his lips while he starts to open himself up. He is shaken by how he feels saying it so sweetly and tries to pace himself, but his voice crests easily and he spills in his hand, the first of many releases he's planned.
Just to stop looking at the man like I would dismiss him, or execute him or worse, he thinks, staring at the ceiling. To exorcise this damned infatuation!
He doesn't actually know how good a plan this is.
There is a soft knock at the door and he lays there, stock still, before pulling on his smallclothes in a hurry and unlocking the door with an unprincely huff. He is expecting his father or some other member of the household, come to rope him into the slight duties they have for this feast day.
"I am at my studies..."
But instead, it is his knight in his smallclothes. The words dry up in the prince's mouth and he blushes.
"I...had thought to sleep in," the knight explains after a long silence. "As I am at liberty today. My prince."
The prince nods, mortified. It makes sense, and if he had more sense than lust in him, he would have known to anticipate this. The man works so hard...
"My apologies," the knight says. "It was not my intention to eavesdrop. I assure you, it is forgotten."
"I shall tell you what to forget," the prince blurts out, and covers his face.
"I'll go."
"You will not," the prince snaps, still standing in the door, eyes squeezed shut behind his hands. No, it will not do for you to apologize either. When I am the coward.
"Your highness?"
He opens his eyes, and looks at the knight, who has not moved, and looks the same as ever but so, so different. He is his constant companion and he is here, and he has not gone to carouse, and must be convinced to leave his side, and maybe, maybe...
"You are at liberty to do as you will. Would you come into my chambers? Please?"
At first he worries that the knight will not go. Then he worries that the knight will come to him as though it is part of his duty. Instead, the knight speaks.
"Your highness, if I should come to you while I am not engaged to fight for you--" he pauses, considering. "Will you permit me to also do so when I am bound to you by duty?"
"Permit you," the prince repeats, dumbfounded. The knight looks regretful. "Sir knight, I would beg you if not for my station. I would weep at your feet."
"You do not jest," the knight says.
The prince shakes his head quickly, wishing ever to take his hand and pull him inside before the day grows long. But instead, the knight enters his chambers, and shuts the door gently before he picks up the prince and carries him to the bed, noting the disordered sheets with a smile.
"You thought you could do for yourself what I ought to be doing for you," the knight says, voice a low rumble against the prince's shoulder.
"I did not know," the prince responds, wide-eyed. He reaches without thinking to touch the knight's face. "I want for so little. And to want you, to want you...feels like a graceless imposition. The desire of a bad prince."
"I would not attend thus to a bad prince," the knight says, and then kisses him.
The knight's touch is so different than the prince's own hands and at first, the prince can do naught but lay there, overwhelmed by the suddenness of it. But then he feels the knight's length hard and hot against his thigh, and grasps it, stroking up. The knight groans into his mouth and pushes his legs apart.
"Please," the prince whispers, and gasps when he is breached.
The prince is already wet and stretched open from his own ministrations earlier, but the knight's cock keeps him open in a way he can't be with just his fingers. He bucks up, ankles digging into the small of the knight's back. He lets the knight thrust deeper until they're panting into each other's mouths. He feels the knight's gritted teeth against his shoulder.
"Faster," he moans. "Please. I need to come on you, I need it I..."
He feels his second release start in his belly until it is burning his scalp, and cries out when the knight grabs his hips with rough hands and comes deep inside him.
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knight frustrated with an imperious and thoughtless prince who fantasizes about putting him in his place but nonetheless is loyal, and understands the prince’s station makes him ungrateful more than any true defect.
the prince gets kidnapped and the knight is the only one who cares to go and get him. He storms a hold and kills his captors, and finds his frustrating, awful charge chained to a wall in the dungeons.
“Took you long enough,” the prince mutters, but the bite isn’t there. He’s scared and roughed up, and hasn’t seen the knight like this, covered in blood, in full armor and so angry. Despite everything he feels safe now, and something like desire stirring in his belly. He needs to command and possess this incredible man. “Let me free.”
“Don’t order me about, boy,” the knight responds.
“How dare you, what else are you here for…?”
“Shut up,” the knight says, very calm. “Or I’ll make you.”
The prince reddens and starts to say something.
Ever true to his word, the knight stuffs a rag into the prince’s mouth.
“No need to thank me. I know it’s beneath you,” he says with a smile, and starts unbuckling his belt. “Then again, so is this.”
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Prince in a chastity belt vs knight who has the key to the chastity belt.
In a neighbouring kingdom and the prince is already griping about being locked up like good silver, like he can’t be trusted.
He glares daggers at the knight at dinner but summons him to his chambers after. In his nightshirt and locked up still, begging for the key. Restless hands pinching his nipples raw and nearly crying because he can’t get purchase against the silky sheets. He knows the knight can see how wet his thighs are around the strict band between his legs, and whimpers when he realizes he can smell him.
“It’s been days. Father said you could if you’re here to watch me. Please. I’ll be good.”
The knight smirking and pulling himself out of his pants before gesturing where the prince should kneel.
“I know how good you can be, milord,” he says, rough hand grabbing soft curls. “Open your mouth.”
After, the knight ties up the prince and unlocks him. He dutifully brings his prince off with his fingers, watching him writhe and moan with wet, dark lips.
The belt goes back on and the prince is freed, still teary and whimpering, red in the face from the indignity of begging for it.
“That should be sufficient for the rest of the visit,” the knight says, pocketing the key.
“But…!”
“If you’re very good, I’ll fuck you on our return,” the knight continues, and leaves the prince’s quarters to do his rounds.
lying on ur back with a man on top of you bundled in your arms all sleepy and humping ur thigh a lil bit and you can feel it getting wet and sticky and gross and he's so warm and his hair is soft against your neck and cheek OUGHGHGH
Stablehand x knight, imp@ct play, trans M x trans M. Minors and ageless blogs DNI. Story under the cut.
Stablehand x knight.... they cross each other's paths frequently, given the stablehand cares for the horses that the knights ride. The longing looks they give each other, even if they're both covered in sweat, they can't help but yearn to touch and feel the other.
One night, when the knight comes back with his horse, he "accidentally" brushes his codpiece against the stablehand's ass. It's a tight fit in the stable, and he had to squeeze by! But really, he did it on purpose. The hungry look he gave the knight earlier drove him mad with lust.
Once he finishes putting the knight's horse away, he pulls him aside for a moment. "Let me feel you. Please." The knight eagerly agrees, thinking he'll get to fuck the brains out of this lowly stablehand. Little does he know, he has other plans for him.
The stablehand leads the knight to a stall that has been empty for about a year now, although it's oddly clean for having been abandoned. "Rid yourself of your bottoms." The stablehand commands. The knight follows his order, quickly ridding himself of all the armor on his lower half, then his hose and braies, his cock having already been erect from nearly the moment he saw the stablehand again.
His erect cock is not a surprise, but the stablehand isn't used to seeing people naked like this, his face flushing with embarrassment. "Like what you see?" Coos the knight. The stablehand simply stands in front of the knight before commanding him, "Get on your hands and knees." The knight is caught off guard by this, but does as he's told.
The stablehand grabs something from the stall walls, the knight listens to him behind him. "Open your mouth." He commands, and the knight does so. He shoves the knight's braies in his mouth, causing him to make a confused muffled noise.
"You'll be okay, Sir knight... I promise we'll start gently." The knight now notices the riding crop in the stablehand's hand, that must've been what he grabbed off the stall wall.
He goes back behind the knight and delivers a firm smack to his ass, causing the knight to let out a muffled moan. "I knew you'd like this, you harlot..." he coos, delivering another smack with the crop.
The two of them go on long into the night, the knight's ass nearly raw by the time they're done. He won't want to ride a horse for a while after that.
btw, in all seriousness, if you think a transfem you know is cute/hot/attractive YOU HAVE TO TELL HER. i don't care how nervous you are, message her NOW and tell her. i promise she needs to hear it.
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concept: you're kennelled but you're also wearing paw fist mitts so you couldn't undo the latch if you wanted to. what if you were muzzled and couldn't even pull the mitts off with your teeth. what if he crate was so small you couldn't even turn in it. wwhat was the post about again
After standing guard all day, following my prince around like a dog, obeying his every wish it is nice when night rolls around and the armor comes off. Am I supposed to be in his private quarters after sundown? No absolutley not however the man graciously invited me in to help him let off a little steam, we are both trans so its not like I'm deflowering him.
I dress him down and start by having him suck me off, being a knight is hard work, something he wouldnt know about so I see it fair. Next once I'm nice and hard I tell him to go get a toy from the basket, ordering him around for a change. When he comes back with the smallest one I have him a look and he picks out one more becoming of him. I fasten it to my hips with some rope and have him ride me, making him work for it. Once he is close I flip him over and show him just how much physical power I hold over him, fucking into his bruised cervix untill he cries and cums around the silicone. I pull out and have him finish me off with his mouth and lick the toy clean before tucking him in and heading down to my quarters for a restful night, all to repeat again tomorrow
