Saz
@myhowtheyfly.bsky.social
Saz aka MyHowTheyFly
36 year old pan genderfluid mom avoiding the horrors via hyperfixation- blanket statement that you should be 18+ to look at anything I post. I am a degenerate.
Mostly OFMD & Arcane currently!
36 year old pan genderfluid mom avoiding the horrors via hyperfixation- blanket statement that you should be 18+ to look at anything I post. I am a degenerate.
Mostly OFMD & Arcane currently!
“On… in. We’re not picky… come closer, cowboy…” The taller man teases.
Jack thinks he must be blushing to the tips of his ears because he can feel his face gettin’ hot. The shorter man grins and beckons him over with a finger in a come-hither motion.
Jack thinks he must be blushing to the tips of his ears because he can feel his face gettin’ hot. The shorter man grins and beckons him over with a finger in a come-hither motion.
November 26, 2025 at 11:38 PM
“On… in. We’re not picky… come closer, cowboy…” The taller man teases.
Jack thinks he must be blushing to the tips of his ears because he can feel his face gettin’ hot. The shorter man grins and beckons him over with a finger in a come-hither motion.
Jack thinks he must be blushing to the tips of his ears because he can feel his face gettin’ hot. The shorter man grins and beckons him over with a finger in a come-hither motion.
“Sorry, fellas, must be some water in my ears. You comin’ onto me?” Jack tries for a joking tone in case he offends the men with the assumption. He’s had more than a few run ins with men not takin’ kindly to his… proclivities, but at least these two don’t have easy access to a crowbar or nothin’.
November 26, 2025 at 11:34 PM
“Sorry, fellas, must be some water in my ears. You comin’ onto me?” Jack tries for a joking tone in case he offends the men with the assumption. He’s had more than a few run ins with men not takin’ kindly to his… proclivities, but at least these two don’t have easy access to a crowbar or nothin’.
Jack’s jaw snaps open as he processes what he heard, not responding yet, which causes the shorter one to grumble “all his brains must be in his cock like that posh fop from last week”.
“Iz- be nice. And anyway, I don’t remember you doing much complaining at the time,” the taller man responds. (TBC)
“Iz- be nice. And anyway, I don’t remember you doing much complaining at the time,” the taller man responds. (TBC)
November 25, 2025 at 7:52 PM
Jack’s jaw snaps open as he processes what he heard, not responding yet, which causes the shorter one to grumble “all his brains must be in his cock like that posh fop from last week”.
“Iz- be nice. And anyway, I don’t remember you doing much complaining at the time,” the taller man responds. (TBC)
“Iz- be nice. And anyway, I don’t remember you doing much complaining at the time,” the taller man responds. (TBC)
“Weren’t what?” Jack responds, confused. He shakes the excess water out of his ears in case he misheard the man.
“Out of our hair,” the taller man says teasingly, wrapping an index finger in one of his own long curls and twirling it.
“Out of our hair,” the taller man says teasingly, wrapping an index finger in one of his own long curls and twirling it.
November 25, 2025 at 7:52 PM
“Weren’t what?” Jack responds, confused. He shakes the excess water out of his ears in case he misheard the man.
“Out of our hair,” the taller man says teasingly, wrapping an index finger in one of his own long curls and twirling it.
“Out of our hair,” the taller man says teasingly, wrapping an index finger in one of his own long curls and twirling it.
“Howdy yourself.” The tall one says, a glint in his eye.
“Name’s Jack, didn’t mean to ruin your swim, just needed to cool down. Be out of your hair in no time.”
“What if you weren’t?” The shorter man asks, his voice husky and really doing it for Jack somehow despite the uncertainty he’s facing.
“Name’s Jack, didn’t mean to ruin your swim, just needed to cool down. Be out of your hair in no time.”
“What if you weren’t?” The shorter man asks, his voice husky and really doing it for Jack somehow despite the uncertainty he’s facing.
November 25, 2025 at 7:52 PM
“Howdy yourself.” The tall one says, a glint in his eye.
“Name’s Jack, didn’t mean to ruin your swim, just needed to cool down. Be out of your hair in no time.”
“What if you weren’t?” The shorter man asks, his voice husky and really doing it for Jack somehow despite the uncertainty he’s facing.
“Name’s Jack, didn’t mean to ruin your swim, just needed to cool down. Be out of your hair in no time.”
“What if you weren’t?” The shorter man asks, his voice husky and really doing it for Jack somehow despite the uncertainty he’s facing.
“Howdy, fellas,” Jack tries breaking the awkward silence, hoping that these two will turn out to be peaceful folk that won’t mind him honing in on their private time. He gets nervous when the shorter one narrows his eyes at him and whispers something into the taller one’s ear. (TBC-this one is fun!)
November 24, 2025 at 8:15 PM
“Howdy, fellas,” Jack tries breaking the awkward silence, hoping that these two will turn out to be peaceful folk that won’t mind him honing in on their private time. He gets nervous when the shorter one narrows his eyes at him and whispers something into the taller one’s ear. (TBC-this one is fun!)
Two men are looking his way in surprise as soon as he resurfaces from his entry into the water. One is tall and has long, wavy salt and pepper hair and a long beard to match and the other is shorter and has his hair slicked back from the water and a close-trimmed goatee.
November 24, 2025 at 8:15 PM
Two men are looking his way in surprise as soon as he resurfaces from his entry into the water. One is tall and has long, wavy salt and pepper hair and a long beard to match and the other is shorter and has his hair slicked back from the water and a close-trimmed goatee.
If you ask Jack Rackham, there’s not much that feels better than stripping off your dirty dungarees and jumping in the swimming hole after a long day of running cattle. What he doesn’t expect, is that he isn’t the only one in said swimming hole in nothing but their birthday suit.
November 24, 2025 at 8:15 PM
If you ask Jack Rackham, there’s not much that feels better than stripping off your dirty dungarees and jumping in the swimming hole after a long day of running cattle. What he doesn’t expect, is that he isn’t the only one in said swimming hole in nothing but their birthday suit.
Thank you!! Let’s see how I do. +
November 24, 2025 at 8:15 PM
Thank you!! Let’s see how I do. +
You are a sunny spot in my internet life and I am so happy you exist! Happy happy birthday!
November 17, 2025 at 3:38 PM
You are a sunny spot in my internet life and I am so happy you exist! Happy happy birthday!