![]() There were times when I even grew resentful of taller transmasc friends. Earlier in my transition, partners would put me in one of two categories: hypermasculine top or femme bottom, leaving no space for my brand of trans faggotry - no space to be desired during sex unless I was playing a role that simply wasn’t for me. I’m a brown, twinky, gay boy kind of transmasc - more Fez from That 70s Show than Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson. ![]() These expectations are what made it so hard to come to terms with my own transmasculinity - and even harder to accept my being a top. I often feel that the world expects transmasculine people to be extra-hard, almost as if an apology for not being cis that if we can’t be “real men,” we better make sure we’re as conventionally masc as possible. ![]()
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