I get it yall love forcemascing to become the societal masculine ideal. But I cannot help but also love forcemascing someone to become the most authentic version of himself possible. To push him to ditch everything about the rules of what he’s allowed to be.
To build his own system. I will take pleasure watching him accepting himself as a part of everything. Rather than thinking he’s someone failing at what he’s “supposed to be.” He is a beautiful piece of our humanity puzzle, one I’d never want omitted by societal standards of what he “should do.”
I will use my words and touches to destroy this sense of should and supposed to. I will build cathedrals in his mind from the rubble of those institutions. There we will pray to the person he always was. I’ll kiss prayers of return to his home self into their skin. Bring him to climax with a new sense of freedom, shuddering through him.
He is not becoming something new, I’m not making him, I am helping to tear down the walls this world built to keep him from his home. So I can watch him blossom into the man he was always meant to be.
