Let me introduce this by pointing out two things - firstly, I am incredibly immature. I see no problem in this, I think anyone who says they're not immature has no place being a friend of mine. Secondly, I constantly have my mind in the gutter. Again, this is no big deal if you are a friend of mine - we swim in the depths of smutty depravity, which is where we are happiest. And why not? Why not indeed.
So, bearing these two points in mind let me introduce my new hobby: when bored I like to think of who I want to do. And I giggle at this, because I find the word 'do' very funny indeed. Not content with just thinking this, I have decided to broadcast my wanton lustings when I please. Or at least when I think of a new one.
Right now I want to do Ivan Aycock from the L Word. If anyone reading this (wait...does anyone read this) watches, they will know how weird this fantasy is. Not because an ftm trans is weird, but that Kelly Lynch dressed as a man with a shiny-static hairdo and overalls is a sight to behold. But oh my, is it a wonderful sight. For some reason the hair, the voice, the suaveness, and the way he treats Kit is dreamy to me, and thusly I have been dreaming of doing him, or more accurately being done by him, all day. Swoon.
There is a scene in which Ivan dances for Kit in a car park...he sings a song called something like 'I'm Your Man'...this is the best bit...one of the lines of the song is "if you want a doctor I'll examine every inch of you", in which Ivan traces his hands across Kit's tits and hips. Ooooh it's bloody amazing.
Anyway, the point is today I want to do Ivan Aycock. Tomorrow, who knows.
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