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I work with people who would call themselves masculine in our company’s management. They think they’re masculine because they follow sports. I think they’re quite efete myself. I hunt, fish, shoot guns, backpack camp, they all tell me it would be too much for them. I don’t consider myself extremely masculine, I have a wide range of hobbies, shit I have two glitter drawers and drag supplies.
You and I would be friends. I’ve got a wide range of hobbies as well, starting with all the masculine ones you listed and ending with sewing, baking, cooking, and crocheting. I also do woodwork, build instruments, work on vehicles, and play music of all kinds. If I thought for one second that you could glitter bomb one of the guitars I built without that stuff getting all over my house I’d mail it to you because I think that looks cool as fuck.
I am not a sports guy myself, but I don’t begrudge anyone their favorite teams (anymore, I was wildly against it in my youth because I was forced to participate).
I also learned a long time ago that I don’t need to be masculine or anti-masculine. If I’m doing my own thing, making myself happy, and not hurting other people then I couldn’t give the slightest shit what someone else thinks.