Imagine Getting High With Another Guy, Passing A Bong Back And Forth As Smoke Curls Between The Two Of

yeah you caught me im actually in the pocket of Big Body Hair. they're paying me crazy amounts of money to brainwash impressionable women into ruining their bodies by not shaving their legs.

truly and honestly how did i live without cock before ….

Boy

Boys are like a type of ash tray that moans

oh, darling, you make for such a pretty boy, you know that?

you look so much like a fag with your five o'clock shadow in that dress. you've always been pretty, but god, you're a pretty boy now. and that just feels different, being called that, doesn't it?

you really oughta let it grow out a little.. shave it just a little longer for me? yes, i know it's barely there in a lot of places. you gotta get through the awkward growth phase to actually get a beard like mine. mines still filling out evenly, anyway. it takes time, handsome.

you're more of a boy in this dress and in your skirts and everything in your wardrobe you adore than any plain man off the street in his jeans and tshirt. you're more of a man than them, at the very least.

it makes you so much hotter to me, too. seeing you stand proud as that man in a dress. man in a skirt, a sleazy chest window top, anything people would deem 'girly.' you look better as a man in a dress than a girl in a dress, anyway..

Photograph by LA Hyder for On Our Backs, the first magazine to feature lesbian erotica for a lesbian audience.