The way you would in a novel.
Even if you're not gay.
Hegel already did for me
>"I saw the Emperor - this world-spirit - go out from the city to survey his realm," he wrote on October 13, 1806. "It is a truly wonderful experience to see such an individual, on horseback, concentrating on one point, stretching over the world and dominating it."
myself
any half-assed description of a twinky twinky trap would do
>His body was firm and muscular from years of careful narcissism that created an unquenchable inferno of exercise and posturing that took up most of his free time, spent either at the gym, carefully calculating macro-nutrients, or shaving, trimming and sculpting his perfect, sandy hair in a piqued, mohawkesque style that was popular with the handsome boys.
>I was unworthy of his attention, with my flabby mid-section and dropping pectorals, giving my chest the illusion of breasts despite my Y chromosome.
>It didn't matter, because despite his status as an adonis unto mankind, he still cradled me in his strong, firm arms and gently eased his turgid manhood into my bottom every night, taking me as he pleased until he emptied his hot, sticky leavings into my body like he was leaving a burnt offering for the gods.
dead
Confident Eccentric Extroverted Introvert with a Musical Taste you can Dance to who uses a New Sincerity, Metamodern Style and stresses Engagement, Affect, and Storytelling...
