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ManwranglerJen
 
I don’t even remember what was originally here, but I will try to match it. I’m Manwranglerjen. I can also be found at Phillygirljen and LiteraryJen. Feel free to find and follow me.
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Here’s your chance
Posted:Jun 18, 2020 10:54 am
Last Updated:Jun 18, 2020 8:02 pm
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Can you make forget?
Can you make forget how lonely I am?
How I miss his kisses and echoing laughter?
Can you make forget how I longed hold him
And how once I had him, it wasn’t enough?
Can you make forget the longing
The desire?
The need?
He’s a tough act to follow
And you can’t
So I wouldn’t even try
All you can do is fill a void
Make suffer with a want for your own abilities
Make ache with a need for your offerings
And leave with a sea of confusion that builds and comes and grows from my own desires,
always increased and never quenched.
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Oh, Those Moments
Posted:Jun 16, 2020 1:08 am
Last Updated:Jun 17, 2020 12:45 pm
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I often write about my exploits. If it’s fun or sexy or sweet or awe inspiring, I will tell the tale to relive it over and over again. But sometimes the ones that mean the most to me are the ones I can never seem to share. They may be the moments that rock my body or touch my soul, or maybe it’s the mixture of both elements together that affects me so deeply. Maybe it’s even the fear that if I share it and let it go it will never return to me again. And I just can’t bear to let it go. Maybe it just takes longer to process these moments, and I will share them in their own time and at the right moment, but until then I tuck it away. I know I’ve experienced one of those moments recently, and I’m protecting it with every fiber of my being, lest it’s happened once and will never happen again.
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Or Bradley Cooper
Posted:Jun 15, 2020 11:55 am
Last Updated:Jun 18, 2020 9:35 am
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Sexy is what I will call you now
The way you smile
The way you make me laugh
The rough and rugged and unrefined masculinity
Juxtaposed with an intelligent mind and a gentle touch
You moved me
You called out to me and I came running
To the great unknown
You pulled me into a world unlike my own
And I would love to visit there again
Teach me your ways
Show me your secrets
Allow me the pleasure of being with you again
To have my way with your body
To leave my mark upon your soul.
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Another Take on a sissy boy’s fantasy
Posted:Jun 14, 2020 11:42 pm
Last Updated:Mar 28, 2024 4:32 am
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I asked if I could play on poker night. It was normally the one time I gave you complete freedom to be with your friends, but I was feeling mischievous and playful and I wanted in. You were slightly nervous by the look in my eye, but your friends were ok with my staying to play.
We began playing by the usual terms but as the night wore on and the weed and cigar smoke filled the room, everyone became more relaxed. I’d been doing ok. I won a hand here and there. I was pretty confident in my poker playing abilities. And then I suggested a change in terms. When we got down to the last game, I said I would strip completely naked if I lost, and if anyone else lost, he would take a dare I had yet to determine. I heard you groan. It wasn’t so much that I would be naked in front of your friends. It was more the idea that you didn’t have a clue what sort of nonsense I had up my sleeve. Your friends decided it was worth the risk.
The final hand of the night had finally been dealt. I know someone was going to do something naughty, but it wasn’t going to be me. I had a royal flush. I looked around the room at all your friends and wondered who had become my toy for the night. Poor soul that you were, it was you.
I think you thought you were going to have to strip, as I would have, but it was about to be much worse. I led you into the bedroom and told you to put on the panties and garters you had on the day before. Of course, I knew you’d been wearing them. They smelled like you. I watched as realization hit you. “That’s right,” I said. “If you want to dress like a girl, you can go play with the men.” Your pretty cheeks turned crimson. You tried to resist, but a deal was a deal. Slowly, you removed your clothing, and then you put on the aforementioned panties and garters. I must admit, you loved lovely in them. Your beautiful backside filled them out, and your penis bulged from under the pale pink lace.

I felt only a moment of guilt for my underhandedness as I led you to the door. After all, anyone could have lost tonight. It didn’t have to be you. Nevertheless, I pulled your face down for one brief kiss, swung the door wide, and pushed you back into the living room where your buddies were still seated at the table.

You stumbled into the room and nearly fell at the feet of one of the men. I left the door slightly ajar but stayed in the bedroom. I wasn’t sure if I was ready to watch you be devoured by another man, much less three of them. They seemed to know what to do, however. They began to tease you with words at first. I could hear them call you a sissy boy and a pretty little girl. And then they complimented you on your choice of attire. And then one of them ordered you to come to him. I returned to the door way to watch. He had you turn around for him in a slow circle. Your beautiful ass covered by my panties. He slapped you a couple times. The beautiful sound echoed throughout our living room. The friend to your left began undoing the garters. I could see you helplessly stand there as the fabric fell to the floor. And then he slid the panties down. You were suddenly naked. I was embarrassed for you, yet somehow my pussy quivered and I could feel my wetness increasing. I could see them touching you. One hand was on your cock as the first man continued to spank you. Indeed, he pulled you down across his lap and spread your legs so that your balls were exposed and began to spank you in earnest, all the while, calling you a bad girl. You began to moan as his hand continued to play across your backside. The two other gentlemen appeared to be growing aroused. I could see them adjusting the crotch of their jeans. They each took turns coming and standing before you as the first one continued his spanking. You took each of their cocks in your mouth like a pro. You did for them what I always do for you. Finally, after the two were spent, the first guy lifted you from his lap and turned you around. He bent you over the table where the poker game had been played just an hour before. He stroked himself to hardness, spit on his hand, wet his cock, and inserted it with ease into your little asshole. Your cheeks were still red from your spanking. I could hear your whimpers as he thrust in and out of you, and I had to shut the door. I was embarrassed at all that I had seen, but I needed to cum, too. I lay across our bed, turned on my hitachi, and could hear your collective shouts of satisfaction as pleasure overtook my own pussy.

A sissy boy’s fantasy was complete tonight. And I didn’t realize how much it fit in with some fantasies of my own.

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After the men were finished with you and I had cum several times, I entered the living room. You were still standing naked at the table, cum dripping from your ass and down your chin. I leaned down and whispered in your ear that I hoped you enjoyed it. There would be plenty more where this came from.
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A Sissy Boy’s Fantasy Come True
Posted:Jun 14, 2020 11:40 pm
Last Updated:Mar 28, 2024 4:32 am
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I asked if I could play on poker night. It was normally the one time I gave you complete freedom to be with your friends, but I was feeling mischievous and playful and I wanted in. You were slightly nervous by the look in my eye, but your friends were ok with my staying to play.
We began playing by the usual terms but as the night wore on and the weed and cigar smoke filled the room, everyone became more relaxed. I’d been doing ok. I won a hand here and there. I was pretty confident in my poker playing abilities. And then I suggested a change in terms. When we got down to the last game, I said I would strip completely naked if I lost, and if anyone else lost, he would take a dare I had yet to determine. I heard you groan. It wasn’t so much that I would be naked in front of your friends. It was more the idea that you didn’t have a clue what sort of nonsense I had up my sleeve. Your friends decided it was worth the risk.
The final hand of the night had finally been dealt. I know someone was going to do something naughty, but it wasn’t going to be me. I had a royal flush. I looked around the room at all your friends and wondered who had become my toy for the night. Poor soul that you were, it was you.
I think you thought you were going to have to strip, as I would have, but it was about to be much worse. I led you into the bedroom and told you to look in the bag on the bed. Inside was a purple negligee and black thigh highs. I watched as you went from thinking I was going to wear it for you to realizing you were going to wear it tonight for me. Your pretty cheeks turned crimson. You tried to resist, but a deal was a deal. Slowly, you removed your clothing. And I helped you as you pulled the negligee down over your head and pulled the stockings up your legs. You stood and the purple lace barely covered your penis. Your pretty little ass cheeks, still bruised from your last spanking visible, too.
I felt only a moment of guilt for my underhandedness as I led you to the door. After all, anyone could have lost tonight. It didn’t have to be you. Nevertheless, I pulled your face down for one brief kiss, swung the door wide, and pushed you back into the living room where your buddies were still seated at the table...

I directed you to the middle of the room. You stood there with your head bowed. No one made a sound. There was no laughter. It was more wide eyed shock. I then suggested that you ask your friends if any one needed a drink refreshed and to be a good little hostess. You looked adorable as you bent and poured and cleared away the rest of the table. I have to admit I was thoroughly aroused. Your body always turns me on, regardless of your state of dress or undress.

Finally, I called you back to the middle of the room. I made you twirl. The lace raised above your hips, your beautiful cock on full display. I sank to my knees to harden you. It belongs to me, but I don’t mind letting others see it. I licked the underside of your shaft and drew you into my mouth. You were hard in an instant, though making you cum took extra coaxing. My hands squeezed your nut sack as I crooned and slurped and coaxed you along. Finally, you came, and I swallowed most of it except for the bit I left glistening on lips. I rose to my feet, kissed you with your semen on my lips, and pushed you down to your knees. The last surprise of the night was hidden beneath my sundress. I lifted it to bear my 9 inch strap on. Suck it, I ordered.

You started slowly, kissing the head. Licking the shaft, stroking it with your hands. Finally, you took it in, inch by inch until you had at least half of it in your mouth. I grabbed you by your head and forced you to take more of it like you would take it in your ass. I could see the crimson return to your cheeks as everyone in the room could hear my words. “That’s right! Take it! Take my cock. Take it like it’s inside that pretty little ass of yours!” I told you to satisfy my cock or I would bend you over the armchair. You gagged and sputtered, but you took more to where I could see almost none of it left. Such a good little sissy boy you are. Finally, I removed the strap on, attached it to you, and sat you down on the couch. I straddled you right there and sank down on it. I quickly came from the excitement of the night and from the size of that hard phallis filling my wet pussy.

It was late by this time, and everyone was tired and still in a bit of shock. They had never witnessed anything like this from us before. They chose to stay and crash out on the couches. And you and I withdrew to the bedroom. The next morning, no one said a word about the nights events. Maybe it was some strange dream each one thought. But you knew what happened. It was all in all a sissy boy’s fantasy come true.
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Changing my user name....
Posted:Jun 8, 2020 7:00 pm
Last Updated:Jun 9, 2020 9:29 am
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I’m thinking of changing my username. I’ve been considering it for a while now, but as I become more and more exposed through my pics, it might be necessary. I used to think I’d return to the gymrat state, but I think that ship has sailed. Yes, I’ve explained this in my profile, but I don’t know how often people read profiles. At any rate, my hold up now Is that Gymrat1974 has been my username for years. People know me by this name. They recognize me and my posts by this username. Changing it now would throw me into obscurity. Nevertheless, should I change it, it will likely end up being my blog name, which is Manwranglerjen, or else it will be my Fetlife name, which is Makemycheeksred. Feel free to chime in. I like suggestions.
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Pregame warm ups.
Posted:Jun 6, 2020 7:16 pm
Last Updated:Jun 11, 2020 5:07 am
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We were sitting in the hotel bar when he walked in. We spotted him at the same time and winked at each other. That’s the one, I thought. He was easily feet tall and muscular. He made his way the bar and sat down. It wasn’t crowded, but he sat just a bar stool over from . He ordered a beer, and after the bartender brought his draft and walked away, I said hello him. And he replied with a friendly smile. Before long, the conversation led flirting. I could feel your excitement building. It was almost as tangible as my own. I invited him back our room, and he agreed come after he made a few business calls.

You and I returned our room. I figured I’d have at least a few minutes fuck with you before my guest came. I wondered if you would want join tonight, watch, or leave us. Maybe if I got you off good and well, you would leave for a while. I began to kiss you, my tongue parting your lips. I unbutton your shirt and tweaked your nipples. You removed the rest of your clothing, and I stripped out of mine and put on my harness. I planted one more kiss on your lips and then ordered you to get on fours the floor. I wouldn’t want mess the bed. I fingered my wet pussy and then used the moisture get your little ass hole nice and wet. I then stood behind you and inserted the cock into you, taunting you about how wet I already was for another man. I pumped myself in and out of you, faster and faster until at last I could feel you shudder beneath me and collapse on the floor.

A few minutes later, I was freshly showered and in the red lace robe you bought for my birthday last year. You were just finishing getting dressed leave when there was a knock at the door. I kissed you goodnight and opened the door for you leave and him enter. You had yours, and it was time for me get mine.
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Before long
Posted:May 27, 2020 5:44 pm
Last Updated:Jun 9, 2020 9:29 am
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Do you know what you do to me
How you make me feel
Each time you come through the door
I finally resign myself to the notion you’re gone for good
After all, you’re gone
For a good long while
And then you show up at my door
And all those feelings of longing return
And I smile at you
I can’t resist
The look in your eye
That smile
That charm that drew me in
In spite of how hard I resisted you
And then you go away again
And it feels like forever
And it feels like you’re gone
So long
And I resign myself to the notion that you’re gone for good
And then one day you show up at my door
And I want to believe that you’re back for good
But I’ve learned to expect that you’ll be gone again before long
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Nope, Not a sissy boy
Posted:May 26, 2020 1:10 pm
Last Updated:Jun 18, 2020 9:33 am
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I went there to turn him into my little sissy boy. I pictured him over my knee with his pretty little ass reddened by my hand. Of course, I didn’t know whether it was all a ploy or a joke or not, nor did I know if I could go through with it. I’ve never dominated anyone. I may have had the upper hand a time or two, but in the end I’d have gladly given up the power for my own pleasure. Alas, the decision was made before I even made it to his house.
I had the misfortune of getting a nail in my tire and having it go flat on my way. I messaged him to let him know that I was close but likely wasn’t going to make it any time soon as I would have to call AAA. Instead, he offered to come and change my tire. I stood there watching him as he squatted next to my car. I envisioned him doing that a little while later, completely naked and squatting before me, his hands behind his head. It was no good. How could I sissify my hero? At the very least, I would need to change my mind set. When he was finished and I reloaded my trunk with all the things I had to take out to get to my spare, he looked down at me and he asked if I was ready to go. I honestly didn’t know if he would still be interested. I was a little surprised. I thought maybe those several minutes in my presence would have been enough to satisfy his curiosity and he would’ve sent me home. Instead, I followed him home, and nothing was as I expected or planned or thought.

We sat next to each on the couch for a while, chatting and get to know each other. I did ask to see his famous butt, the reason I reached out to him in the first place. He stood and lifted his shirt, but I wanted more. I told him to drop his pants. He complied briefly, and then adjusted his clothing. I had been stroking his thigh as we talked, and he finally reached out and played with my hair and stroked my neck. And then he kissed me. Finally, he stood up, grabbed my hand and led me to his bedroom. He stood behind me, lifted my shirt over my head, and then laid down on his bed. I followed suit. Before I knew it, he was behind me, unhooking my bra, and pulling my pants down. There was one amazing slap of my backside, he spread my thighs apart with his knee, and his fingers found my clit and already wet pussy. In the end, he took me with all the virility of any red blooded man, proving to me that though there may be some fetish and fantasy, he was anything but a sissy boy.

Afterward, we lay there talking. I did get in a few lovely smacks of his beautiful cheeks, but that was mainly because I couldn’t keep my hands to myself. I don’t know if we will ever see one another again and if fantasies will become reality, but it turned out to be a lovely day despite my flat tire.
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Convince me
Posted:May 23, 2020 4:46 pm
Last Updated:May 24, 2020 6:35 pm
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I am waiting for you as you enter the room. Deciding it is important assume control, I immediately order you disrobe. I watch you as you lift your shirt over your head. Your torso twists, and your muscles contract. You kick off your shoes, not even bothering to untie them. Eager to please ? Habit? I know not. It isn’t really important. I zone in on your hands as you undo your jeans button and pull at your zipper. You avert your gaze. I order you to look at . You do as you are told. Such a good boy. I watch as you place your hands in the band of your jeans and slide them and your boxer briefs down, and then you kick them aside.

Come and stand before me, I order. I reach out to touch you. Your skin is so smooth. I touch your cock, and you begin to grow immediately. I know I won’t want to wait too long for my own pleasure, so I decide to administer your punishment quickly. With your cock still in my hand, I pull you forward and tell you to lay across my lap.

My hand makes contact with your firm butt cheek and then the other. Back and forth my hand goes until there is a rosy hue to your pale backside. I don’t count. I don’t order you to count. The number is irrelevant. I simply want to see your cheeks turn red and to hear you moan and maybe whine just a little.
Finally, I hear it. It is the faintest of sounds. And I know it won’t be long before I have to have you. I can feel my pussy throbbing. I order you to stand and lie the bed. I quickly undress and walk where your face is and straddle you. You need no instructions. Your tongue goes to work. I lean back and stroke your cock as you lap away at my pussy. Finally I feel myself trembling, and an orgasm overtakes . I roll off of you and lay down beside you. I haven’t yet decided if you are going get off tonight or not. Convince , I demand...
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Naughty Boy Adventures: The Lunch Break
Posted:May 22, 2020 8:10 am
Last Updated:May 23, 2020 5:35 am
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This morning I thought about how I could brighten your day. I would swing by your work and offer take you out for lunch. And then I’d pull over on some side street and lift up my dress, displaying my cock for you, making you suck it until it’s nice and wet. Of course, I would want you with my pussy, too, with your fingers until I cum. And then I would have you stretch out in my backseat so I could lean over you to fuck you until you’re begging cum. But I won’t let you. I will send your little ass and your hard cock back work think about what a naughty boy you are for the rest of the day. You will be forced spend the rest of the day with the scent of my arousal on your hands, your dejected cock unsatisfied, and your sweet little bottom sore from my pounding. I know you will be so eager to please next time, my little sissy boy.
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Cop outs and escapes
Posted:May 20, 2020 6:50 pm
Last Updated:May 21, 2020 10:04 am
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I will die soon.
It’s such a cop out
It’s what I say when I’m tired
When I’ve failed at life yet again
When there’s so much left do but I can barely think
Much less write or sing
When there’s one more thing I have do before I can go sleep
I will die soon, I say
And then I feel free
It’s ok
I’m a failure
A loser
This game has defeated me yet again
I have lost one time too many
But it’s ok
I will die soon
And it will be over
I will never again have to think of the things I’ve yet accomplish
the things I need do
the times I’ve failed
And I’m so tired
So death itself will be my grand accomplishment
I was tired
And I went sleep
And I never woke
failure
Yet again
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