I always had a few posters of girls on my bedroom walls, Being the kind of boy that I was, they were
I always had a few posters of girls on my bedroom walls, Being the kind of boy that I was, they were never the explicit photos which the other boys would have. They were quite harmless, and could easily have been considered more art than “glamour”. Regardless, they made me feel good about myself…. not that I “enjoyed” them like the other boys would, but more so that I felt I was fulfilling what was expected of a boy. Typical of these posters, they soon faded into the background. One poster I remember I was very fond of. At the time I never admitted to myself, but where I utterly adored her shoes, the babe I am sure the other boys would go crazy for, I couldn’t tell you what she looked like. Join the Masochistic Emasculation Fetish reddit group and the Effeminacy & Faggotry reddit group! -- source link
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