how would you feel about a touchless handholdless kissless virgin bf who only wants cuddles and handholding and kissing and playing vidyagaymes together :3
/gaygen/ gay cis male general
iz he cute >.<
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sha la la
the fact that they give up everything just to fuck each other like mindless freaks, all they can do is talk about sex and broadcast how much they fuck each other and hate autistic people because we'll never understand
I wish I could spray the biggest ropes ever. I want to be the most cummer. I long to make big cums.
you need to realize sexual desire and lust are not a sin
they're just expressions of sensuality
even those desires that are considered distasteful, abusive, and criminal
they are just part of the myriad of ways sensuality can be expressed in the universe
all sex is good
all sex is love
express yourself
explore all your desires without compromise
by fucking as many men as possible you can reach enlightenment
let your cum flow endlessly out of your lingam
create whirlpools with other men in cumunion
amen
all sex is good
all sex is love
you are a braindead fucking drone, I hope the sex your bf has when he cheats on you is good and loving because God knows you could never satisfy him
Excellent discussion as always gaygen. Keep representing.
you sound so suppressed, fed up, and bitter
that expression of sensuality just wants to pop out of your cock like a firework
stop denying yourself the right to feel good and be happy
detach yourself and take an express train to cumtown my luv
when i think of people being in relationships and having sex, i am filled with envy because i live in a homophobic country, i could never have what they can enjoy freely, and i don't want to touch women
honestly, i am at that point mentally where i have no interest in this life and the only things i'm looking forward to are playing mario kart world or gta 6 and other games that have interested me
yes, pathetic
i also envy people who die early, wish i could stop breathing before turning 30
28 years of being deprived of any affection has killed my desire to live