Anonymous Stoner

Introducing, nobody.

This is mostly a NSFW blog. I’m on T and ravenously horny so I’m publishing my depraved thoughts for other freaks to enjoy.

About me: You can call me Outis, or any pet name. I’m a trans man, strict he/him pronouns. Pre-op but on T (eight months now!). Nineteen. Bisexual and single. Vers sub with switch tendencies. Neurodivergent and usually high as hell so don’t take anything I say too serious.

I’m an aspiring writer and kinda using this to practice and expand how I write so feedback and requests are appreciated! Please send me asks, I love interacting with people.

Claimed Anon: ⛓️‍💥

INS: Puppy/pet play, cnc, intox, d/s dynamic, degradation, humiliation, praise, edging, overstim, bondage, forcemasc, bdsm, toys, I’ll add more this doesn’t even began to cover it.

OUTS: Beastiality, piss, scat, feet, raceplay, foodplay, feederism, snuff, necro, misgendering, diapers, vore, poor hygiene… you get the idea.

Fuck that gets me so hard right now.

Suddenly gravity increases and are shoulders are brushing, fingers are lingering and our legs keep knocking into each other until finally we’re basically supporting the other up right. It’s too warm, hot at the fingertips. When the first one’s been done and smoked is when the idea came for a second. Who could drag harder? We’re eagerly passing it, pulling deep medicated fumes into our lungs that go straight to our heads. It isn’t long before the joints down to the tip. Now, We’re competing to see who can get the last hit. I’ll get bold and press my mouth against yours to inhale your breath. When there’s nothing left we’re breathing each other in for an entirely heated new reason.

Our mouths are dry and salivating as we explore them, each texture the best feeling in the world. Rough, firm, glossy, tender and slick. We could spend hours running our tongues over the inside of each other. Teeth, gums and tongue. Sticking my tongue down their throat just to feel them gag. Drools trailing down our chins and connecting each open mouthed kiss. Your wet lips moving down my chin to my throat where you tear into my skin. Biting and sucking my skin until hickies cover my neck. We’ll both be squirming in our seats as need makes its way into our pants. I’ll kiss him and pull at his belt while he cups me through my pants. He’ll make a comment about how the leather seat beneath me is damp. I’ll go to cup him in return and find he’s just as turned on. We were just friends. Nothing more. But damn it if we’re too high to care.

Imagine getting all impatient, so fucking close to release that you’ll pick things up. Hips moving faster, cock going deeper… until your partner has to remind you who’s in charge. Pinning your hips down as they restraint themselves. Dragging their cock in and out at a painfully slow speed. Each time your hips so much as twitch forward they’ll slow or stop completely. There’s a reason you don’t control how this goes. You just can’t control yourself like they can. This continues until you either submit completely or orgasm.

Or the opposite.

You’re dragging it out. Slow drags of your hips, barely even taking the tip. When your partner finally has enough they push themselves deep inside you, pulling almost all the way out and then slamming back into you at a pace that bruises your hips. You don’t even get a chance to challenge them because in seconds of your cunt getting stretched you’re already a dumb drooling mess squirting everywhere. How can you possibly know what you want? Look how good you feel when someone else holds the leash. Obviously you don’t know what’s best for yourself.

And then makybe you could take advantage of me after :3

That’s so sweet of you.

It’s ridiculously easy to get me all high and puppy brained. I’m addicted to impressing attractive people and I’d press my lips to yours and take hit after hit, even after my eyes have long gone glassy and my thoughts have slowed down. I have an oral fixation after all. And when I get stoned, I get so incredibly horny. I’d practically be humping your leg while breathing in your smoke.

I’d go from witty and rambling about various topics to completely unable to form words, just “mmm,” “ahhh,” or sounds similar to a mutt in heat.

But hey, if he wants to watch, i'm sure you'd enjoy the extra eyes on you as you get high and fucked and completely dominated

- @dandelion-spores (tumblr wdym no blogs found 😭)

Lord have mercy has an entirely new meaning now. But if he wants to watch how would I be able to stop him? I’d be stoned as balls and focused entirely on my needy dick. And y’know being helplessly dominated.

I’m flattered. Would absolutely kill for some boy on boy action right about now. And my thoughts, oh boy do I have thoughts. Tboy frotting gets me so hard. It’s one of my biggest fucking fantasies. Like hear me out here and tell me it doesn’t get you hot.

Us naked. You manhandling me onto your lap and forcing my hips to this agonizingly slow pace. Me straining against your grip trying to speed things up but I’m not as strong. It only looks desperate and disobedient. I’ll get so hard against you, until we’re both leaking and making a mess between us. I’m getting more and more whiny, more desperate, my hips hiccuping and spasming against your bruising hold. You wouldn’t be able to stop from pointing out how needy I am. Humiliating me on your dick.

Us after the gym, sweaty and riding that post-workout high. We’re sitting in my car and passing a joint between us until it dies. And desperate for another hit so I’ll clamber onto your lap and press my lips to yours and draw in the smoke as you exhale it into me. Immediately it leads to kissing, hands wander until I’m rubbing my clothed dick against yours in my hotboxed car.

Us wrestling after a game. On and off one another until I push a little too far and you snap. Pinning me against the couch and straddling my hips while I squirm. Then you rut against me like a crime. A punishment for testing limits. You’ll make me cum over and over again until I admit I lost but by then I’ll be too out of it to speak. Just little whimpers and whines.

— the tmasc who wanted to tie you up (⛓️‍💥)

I’m honored! Tie me up anytime >;)

I’m here whenever you need help visualizing something to stroke yourself stupid too. Hope you’re back soon with more fantasies I can help you explore. I’ll remember you.