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- 25 de Abr, 2026
I'm not on hormones though. If I ever troon out, it will be a Male-to-Male transition with me injecting testosterone and using rotdog skin to expand my cock.You're a tranny. You're just mad nobody will ever want to kiss you.
I regret to inform that I did get close to having sex. I had a friend at work who we got really close with. He invited me to his apartment because I went where he lives unprompted, he lives relatively far away from me and I guess it surprised him that I took initiative that much.
One day when we were chilling I subtly clung to him and put my head on his shoulder. I don't remember how exactly, but it escalated into us cuddling and touching each other. It surprised me that he didn't push me away or anything and I came away feeling really euphoric. You might think that's insignificant, but we were cuddling and nuzzling for literally hours in a row. We were actually handholding, like with interlocked fingers, holy degeneracy. My cock was leaking like a faucet and I struggled to hide my boner the entire time. Not a friendly thing to do if you ask me.
None of us were under influence, we were adults, I was in his apartment and he was physically stronger than me. I still feel like a rapist for doing that because he was meek, autistic, friendless and fatherless. I don't think he had any experience with women or with men. He is somebody a predator would take advantage of. I might be a predator, a rapemoid, and that's what scares me the most.
I fumbled it precisely because I never mentioned or discussed ANY of that, also because I was coombrained and stopped seeing him as anything but a source for hot almost-sex. I avoid inviting friends to my home because I'm scared I might give in to my The Big Coom programming again. If you want the moral for this post, don't fuck your friends in the first place, but as a second moral, discuss your relationship or if it exists after you have seks. I could've done better if I was more communicative and consistent.