boyliftedbystrongergirls

Ik ben een man van 16 jaar, en ik woon in Stockholm, Zweden .

Ik spreek Zweeds, Pools, Duits, Engels, Russisch

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  I take part in ballet and gymnastic duos with girls who are taller, stronger and more muscular than me and who lift me and carry me in their arms – we swap the conventional roles.

  I am 182 cm / 68 kg and one of my ballet partners is a girl who is 194 cm / 85 kg. When she takes me by the armpits and lifts me in front of herself to the level of her own height, my feet dangle high above the ground and I can't touch the floor even with the tips of my toes no matter how hard I try to stretch my feet down 😛

  I encourage girls to become stronger than boys. I appreciate girls who are into power sports: weightlifting, powerlifting, crossfit, wrestling, martial arts. I like it, when girls are taller, stronger and more muscular than me 🙂

  My Hobbies & Interests:
  ballet and acrobatic gymnastics with reversed roles - when girls lift and carry boys
  fitness, weight training
  wrestling, martial arts
  electric guitar, 4-string bass, 6-string bass, keyboards
  different languages and cultures
  science
  psychology
  history
  journalism
  human rights
  parapsychology
  spiritual healing

  Favorite Music:
  hard rock and heavy metal:

• Een persoonlijke uitdaging

  I had an "athletic incident" with a 10-year-old gymnast girl who turned out to be stronger than me. She came up to me, bent her knees, embraced my thighs in a tight grip and lifted me off the ground. She carried me to the wall, then loosened her embrace around my thighs, letting me slide down to the floor. As soon as my feet touched the floor, she squatted, grabbed me by the armpits with her hands and stood up, lifting me overhead on her straightened arms and pressing my back against the wall. I found my feet dangling approximately 30-35 cm above the ground and felt helpless and confused: I wasn’t able to do anything about it. I put my hands on her biceps and attempted to pull her arms apart, but my attempts were futile. I jerked my legs down wildly, then I raised my legs to the sides and began to quickly flutter and flap them together and apart, doing a kind of “butterfly leg split” or “quick scissors”, I also flailed my legs very fast and violently. Jerking, fluttering, flapping and flailing my legs didn’t help me. The sight was spectacular and enthralling: a 147 cm tall 10-year-old girl who weighs 45 kg was pressing up against the wall with an armpit grip me, a 182 cm tall 16-year-old boy who weighs 68 kg, my feet couldn’t touch the floor and the only thing I was able to do was to flail and flap my legs. She performed this lift in front of the other girls who giggled looking at it. She managed to hold me up against the wall with my feet 30-35 cm above the floor for 3 minutes – the other girls, who watched it, kept track of the time.

  The hardest thing for me in this situation was to keep my composure and not to get embarrassed.