It feels powerful to grip my dick like this – it reminds me that I’m strong. This week has been hard, but I am really fucking strong.Read More →

Since stepping into my transness, I’ve been thinking a lot about how I can fuck with and redefine masculinity. To me, masculinity is strong and soft and something that I get to define in a way that works for me. It’s the power I feel when I stand tall and solid in my gender, and it’s the vulnerability needed to admit I’m struggling. It’s how my arse looks in my new strap-on harness.Read More →

Packing makes me feel powerful. It’s not that I need a dick between my legs to prove that I’m a man – I don’t. But I do stand taller and more solid in my gender when there’s a bulge in my underwear. Oh, and I feel hot as fuck too.Read More →

A trans guy lies naked on a yellow, his feet kicked up cutely and a book held up to cover his face. Photo.

I’m trying to actually do the thing where I just post a photo without all of my words and anxieties, so here is a nude in yellow.Read More →