Beautiful
Aw it’s so plump and cute <3
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I gazed at the tangle of Christmas lights in the plastic storage box and sighed. It was a box of bad memories. I’d shoved them in there in a furious rage after Craig broke up with me on Christmas Eve. I’d never felt more shame in my life as I did returning the watch I got him, the box still wrapped in nice paper. I swore I was done with boyfriends and lost myself in the world in BDSM where I had all the control. It probably wasn’t healthy, but it was there I met Jasper. I had played with a variety of men and boys, but it was only with Jasper I was able to feel relaxed after our sessions. He healed me. I needed him, and he asked to be exclusive to me.
A couple months ago, I invited him to sign a contract and move in with me. When we were discussing the details, Jasper insisted he didn’t care about his birthday so much but he wanted to celebrate Christmas and be able to give me gifts. Jasper was insane for Christmas – he baked a million cookies, built a gingerbread sex dungeon (which I admittedly thought was hilarious), and decorated our Christmas tree and outside trees in everything from tinsel to ornaments to popcorn garlands to clementines with cloves stuck in them.
When I hadn’t put up the lights two weeks before Christmas, Jasper began to complain. I gave him a light spanking for whining, but he had a point. The lights had not gone up. So with his bottom still pink, I hauled the box out of the closet and peeled off the lid. It was a rat’s nest. I sighed again as Craig’s memories washed over me. The doorbell rang. “Jasper, untangle this mess,” I instructed and went to see who it was.
“Yes sir, right away.”
It was my neighbor holding some mail with my name on it. We had a similar, hard to pronounce and spell Polish last name and our house numbers were two numbers off, so the mailman often confused us. I fetched mail I’d been holding for him and returned it as well. We had a little talk about his pregnant daughter, then he waved goodbye and I went back into the house.
I walked back toward the living room wondering why the lights were off, but then I saw Jasper and froze right in my spot in the dining room. Jasper had weaved the lights around his body and plugged them in to test the bulbs, illuminating his naked body in colorful spots of light. The ends were bunched in his hand over his cock, somehow making it more erotic than if he was actually naked.
I just looked at him, “What are on Earth are you doing, boy?”
“Well Sir… I untangled them, but needed someway to wrap them, and came up with this. How do I look?”
My goodness, what a sight! “Like a human Christmas Tree. No don’t move. You stay there while I go get the camera. You’re going to be my Christmas card this year. If you move I’m gonna make you stand still in the window for three hours so the entire neighborhood can see you like that.”
“Yes sir.”
“I think you’d like that anyway, boy,” I muttered as I went to get my camera.
The cards were a huge hit in my BDSM community. I was surprised when Craig sent me a Christmas card apologizing for his behavior last year and told me he regretted how he treated me. I sent him one of Jasper’s back and said, “Thank you for you card Craig. Your apology meant a lot to me. However, it all worked out. If you hadn’t left me, I would have never met Jasper. Isn’t he beautiful? He lights up my life.”
“What…?” I wedge my shovel in the dirt, “You don’t know if your cock is cut or not?”
He stutters, “I …um.. no. I was sick with the flu that week in sex ed, and my parents were super up-tight. They didn’t want any ‘dirty books’ in the house.”
I look at Jeff and he’s trying his hardest not to snicker. We already give our co-worker a lot of shit for being named Robyn, but I’ve been active in trying to be nicer to the kid.
“Well Rob, I suppose it’s about time you learned!” I pull off one of my gloves and unzip my pants. I slip my hand in and heft out my cock and balls. “This is what a circumcised penis looks like.”
His jaw drops at my actions and his face turns red, “That’s – your.. oh my god. ”
Jeff spit his chewing gum into the hole we were digging. “…Oh come on, Robyn, don’t tell me you’ve never seen another man’s wiener before? Not in the locker room or nothing?”
“N-n-n-no..” he replies.
Jeff can’t contain it anymore and explodes with laughter. While slapping his knee he yells, “We got ourselves a doe eyed virgin here!”
“Oh be nice Jeff, at least he doesn’t have to look at your ugly dick.”
“Hey, the Doctor said it was the ugliest genitalia he’d ever seen. In his whole career. And he’s like 60. I’m proud of it.”
I look over at Robyn. He’s still staring at my cock like someone glued his vision to it.
“What?” I say to him.
He jerks back as if I snapped him out of a daze, “It’s just… it’s just… more…you know, big. It’s more, what’s the word…inflated?”
Behind me I hear Jeff start to wheeze.
“Well, I don’t like to cum for a few days, makes it more fun that way. Keeps it nice and fat. Man it feels good with the breeze on it, shame we can’t work naked.”
Robyn’s face is still the color of strawberries. “I …um.” He rips his eyes away and busies himself with a flat of morning glories. “Well I guess I’m uncut then.”
“Well there you go Robyn! You finally get an answer to that.” I tuck my package back in my pants and zip up. Jeff seems to be having problems breathing from this hilarious little encounter and has stumbled off to the truck to get his inhaler. When he’s out of ear shot I side up to Robyn and say low under my breath, “Ya know kid if you’re ever curious about what it’s like with another man, just ask. I let a lot of curious college kids play with it. Ya know, if you want. Never too late for sex ed.”
Robyn’s eyes are the size of tea saucers. He makes an excuse to go get water and flees.
You can imagine my shock when our doe-eyed virgin took me aside three weeks later and told he had questions…so many, many questions.
hold my penis boi…think of the pleasure your hand on my dick brings me. think of the joy i derive from seeing you resist touching your proud hard cock so in need of release after weeks of constant arousal. i’ve generously given you this time free of bondage and cock cages so you can enjoy this holiday. i am allowing you some “alone” time in my very own bedroom…right now…so you can spend some time pleasuring yourself for the next hour…something you’ve beg for and dreamed off since you arrived here.
but i expect you should feel a sense of need to reciprocate this generosity…to give me a gift in return…give me a simple pleasure in return…a selfless act that represents your appreciation.
after all- i’ve kept you safe from the sadistic degenerates who so want to get their hands on you here within the compound. i mean…you might consider giving me package…think of the joy that would bring me if you did. i hope that you do boi…i should hope you understand the level of disappointment if you didn’t. it would be a shame…for you…a grave shame…if you do disappoint.
i’ll leave you now boi…for an hour as promised…the lube is on the bed stand…enjoy your gift i give you…understand the consequences should you choose to partake….but just so you know…i’ve left your cock cage on the bed…in case you consider it wise to give me a gift instead.
First release!
Hello readers~
For the past couple of months, I’ve been working on releasing my first e-book. It’s not really a book, or even a novella, it’s a vanilla short story involving a gymnast and a cop trying again. If I can swing it, it will go on sale on Christmas for 99 cents. The working title is Sticking the Landing.
However, you will be able to get it for free if you feel offended at having to pay for it. Also nothing is gonna change on this end – the Tumblr train will keep on rolling.
I hope to have all your support when it comes out, but either way, I appreciate you all following and reading my Tumblr. Thank you.
Taavi jolted in bed up right, clasping his sheets to his chest. He felt something warm and wet between his legs and a quick peek confirmed he’d ejaculated in his sleep. He touched the wet fluid in muzzy confusion – he hadn’t had a wet dream in years. Why was he dreaming of Ivar? And why was he naked? They were doing something in the dream… he was touching Ivar, undressing him, and pleasuring him with his mouth and fingers… Taavi shook his head and ran his fingers through his hair. No no, it couldn’t be possible. He has a girlfriend. Ivar had been his best friend since they were 5. Why was he dreaming of his cock? He collapsed back in bed, deciding to worry about the sheets later. It had been a truly lovely dream though… and the more he lingered, the more he began to wish he’d get back to it…
Day #1 in my new training device…
So, our dynamic is a little different than most of the others I have seen on here. I am the dom in our relationship. My partner gets mad at me because I tend to masturbate a lot when he is at work and I am home alone. By the time he gets home, he is ready for lovin and I am not.
This was our idea. He gets full control of when I can come. I can’t come without him there to unlock my cage. Granted, he has warned me that he may just want me to blow him and fuck him with a vibrator or dildo, and I still won’t get mine. He is using this to make me appreciate his hole more and to not want the familiar palm I use extensively, but to long for the warm hole that longs for my dick every day.
He says he will keep me locked up as long as it takes for me to see that jerking off is not the option, unless I am jerking him off while I am balls deep.
I am a little worried, however… He also says that since he is the key holder, I have to do whatever he wants sexually. He has read some of the blogs about guys who have cum from prostate stimulation alone. I don’t particularly care for penetration, but he warned me that he wants to test this out on me with a “P-Zone Vibrator” while licking my balls. He wants to see me cum while soft and in my prison. Is that even possible?
In any case, I’m turned on by this role reversal… I’ve always had control, now he is in command. He doesn’t seem to want to fuck me (thank god, his dick is huge!), but he doesn’t want me to come unless it is inside of him (aside from the prostate orgasm).
Lastly, I went shopping today, while all strapped in… It was kind of amazing. My bulge was bigger than normal due to the metal in my pants, and with every step I could feel the cage grasping my cock. It is really sexy. Let’s just see if I still think it’s sexy when my partner doesn’t let me out for a week!
You’re a good boyfriend, but now it’s not about if you think it’s sexy or not. You gave your key over to your keyholder to control and use your sex drive. All that matters now is how beautiful you look to him and how he gets pleasure from playing with your locked cock. And yes, you’re gonna have to come soft, cause you ain’t getting hard with your cage installed.
“Heeey what are you doing?”
“Not much ..studying,” he giggles.
“Studying whaaat?” I nuzzle his cheek a little.
His cheeks dimple as he smiles, “Maath…”
“Well that looks confusing. Hey what are you writing…I’m …not…weari…. Mickie! You are so naughty!”
He whispered back to me, “Your cheeks are hot."
the smell of leather makes me slutty instantly!
If you think the smell turns you on, perhaps you should open your eyes too. Goddamn what a body on that model.