#ftmhypno

don't you want your body to learn? learn how to grind and hump and move like a man does when he fucks? i know you want it even if you can't say it. you want your body to rut your hips into your own hand because you need to fuck something so bad. no better than a man, are you?

You fetishize the tan lines on my chest from being shirtless in the sun with my binding tape on. You beg to help me put it on every time, marveling at the transformation, kissing the back of my neck in front of the mirror. You tell me I look handsome like this. We get worked up groping each other so I pull you into the bedroom, where you desperately grind your packer cock on my thigh, whimpering. I know you can do better than that, so I bite you, and you growl instead. I tell you it's a man's growl.

I tell you I can feel how hard you're getting against me while I palm your bulge through your jockstrap. Later you're going down on me and mumbling against me about how you can feel my dick getting hard in your mouth and how you're feral thinking about testosterone eventually making it even bigger and harder. I tangle fingers in your hair and fuck your face because that's how men fuck, and I can hear you groan, covered in drool and sweat and cum. I can tell how badly you need me inside of you, but you know I'll only allow what little friction you can find grinding your hips into the bed.

Or shove him down and fuck him proper. Show him how to take like a man.