By The Way, "minors And Ageless Blogs Do Not Interact" In My Pinned Post Implies "minors And Ageless

Please please please please please let me sit in ur lap I promise I won't wiggle my ass and get you worked up and then pretend I was just trying to get comfy please please please please please

thinking about the mouth watering sounds that leave a boys pretty mouth the second your strap enters him. the little gasp and immediate “oh fuck” as you begin to stuff them full

no offense but i want to fuck a boy until he’s cumming so hard that he’s shaking and whimpering and i wanna give him tons of hickies and i want to make him feel owned

I love how quickly you reblogged that. wanna wake up moaning before you even realize that I'm touching you? wanna lazily grind against my hand while your body still feels limp?

- sir

i had just woken up when i saw your post, so it was perfect timing really- still feel sleepy and i'm already hard just thinking about you, would just rub myself all over you

not having tdick in my mouth right now as i speak while the owner of said tdick keeps his hand in my hair to set the pace is criminal

thinking about riding a guy with his hands tied up to the bedpost. watching his face squint in pleasure, his mouth fall open, the admiration in his eyes as he looks up at me.

and when he starts thrusting his hips up, i stop, making him whine

“don’t move. you’re a good boy, aren’t you? stay still then. no whining! hey, if you don’t quit whining, i’m gonna up and leave you here. yeah, gonna leave you just like this, tied up and rock hard. you don’t want that, do you? of course you don’t. be a good boy then, and stay still. let me take care of you.”

i keep thinking about this, i literally can't get it out of my head.

a mentor dom making me strip shyly in front of them, as they sit on the bed. asking me to spin, so they can get a good look, telling me how pretty i am for them.

then they would get up, turning me around to face the full body mirror, making me look at our reflection as they stand behind me, their touch light on my skin.

"what do you see?" they'd ask me. i'd reply with my and their title, because it's not really me in the reflection, i'm just their little thing, waiting and eager to know what comes next.

and that was the right answer, because they would nod and say "that's right, sweet boy" as they start touching me. a dom making me step out of my comfort zone gently, building my confidence while fucking me so good i'm just gonna be left craving for more.

thinking about somno so much that I've pavloved myself into getting hard whenever I'm sleepy

currently so horny i'm not even sure if i want to fuck a pretty boy until he's just a moaning mess, until i'm just a moaning mess, or if i want to be the pretty boy who's getting fucked.

if anyone cared to clear up my mind about it they'd be more than welcome.

what if i travelled with my dom bottom for work. what if i checked the clock every few minutes for him to come back to our hotel room, after waiting all day, not wanting to touch myself because it just does not feel as good. what if i begged him to let me grind against his thigh, his lap, his tdick. what if i pleaded him to let me cum just from that because i can't stop. what if they grabbed my waist and stopped me whispering "not yet, baby boy". what if.