I need a real man...

Waking up every morning is the hardest part. I can't shake that dull hum of sexual tension coming from my g-spot. My little, unblessed member lies there, unable to achieve hardness yet leaking enough juice to leave a considerable wet spot in my briefs. Although I am a man, I lay in bed every morning and night wetting my undies like a woman. Im pretty sure if my little nub were bigger I'd be rock hard, fantasizing about, or actually going balls deep in some wet pussy like a real man. I was given the male look, through and through, tall, big, hairy, and strong everywhere but between my legs.

I used to scoff at trans porn. It wasn't out of hate, just denial about my place in life. How could someone with a reasonably nice cock turn their back on manhood? I was confused, to say the least. I kept looking at it though, my subconscious getting the best of me and it hit me. I too wanted to turn my back on manhood, especially since it turned it's back on me, giving me a baby dick as an adult. Now, as previously stated, there's nothing feminine about my appearance aside from my almost-clit-sized penis. There is not enough time in the day to remove all this body hair and no matter what workouts I try, my butt won't grow beyond standard pancake size. Even my moobs are distinctly man-shaped.

So, here I am, in a weird place. I look like a man's man, but I'm anatomicaly suited to have sex as a woman. You can imagine that there's not necessarily a line of tops out the door looking to plow a tall, far, hairy and masculine looking guy. So, if you're in Colorado, or travelling through and you want to humiliate a fatty with a micropenis and breed his hairy, fat ass, please hit me up. Bring a friend, or three. I'm clean, DDF, and chill, and my favorite word to tell another man is 'yes'.