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strawberry641: New York City Ballet’s Chase Finlay and American Ballet Theatre’s Marcelo Gomes rehearsing Gomes’ “Tous les Jours,” which had its US premiere at the gala – photo via YAGP

This might look like a pretty normal shot to any passerby but take a look at the man’s left foot. In order to get your toes to touch the ground solidly like that requires a lot of specific foot stretching to create that arch. Try to obtain this pose, you won’t be able to do so. Once the body of a dancer, always the body of a dancer.

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Look at this tyke. So focused, so driven. He’s probably the only black kid there and probably keeps this a secret from friends so he doesn’t get teased, yet he keeps coming to practice week after week. This might just be the beginning of a career for him. Dance on, little man!

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(ed note to new users – I sometimes blog dance related things between 3-5 am)

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“Sorry, I gotta let my cock out. I’m not allowed to touch it or cum for two weeks and I can’t control my boners anymore. Hell it’s why I wear these shorts… jeans are just unbearable because it’s so sensitive. In a couple days, my custom ordered chastity device will arrive and I won’t have to worry about this anymore. What? Yeah, I said a chastity device. Because of my cock’s size, I’m always subconsciously messing with it and checking it to make sure it’s not noticeable. My boyfriend says this is a good way to focus on us and not be a slave to my sex organ. Here, let me give you a pamphlet.”

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The second step after shaving your boy is to milk every drop out of him. Of course, he can’t enjoy it too much as the focus is on his Sir’s pleasure, not his. A good, long edging session will push every drop of semen out of his balls; the over-stimulation and forced dry orgasms will make him grateful that his cock can retreat to the safety of a cock cage. After a couple days when his balls fill up again, he’ll think twice about demanding release…better to drip everywhere than receive tortuous touches to his hyper-sensitive cock head.

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I’d finally gotten on medication for my depression, but I still wasn’t leaving the house much. In a gesture of support, my friends at the leather club decided to get me a puppy. At sure I was hesitant because pups are a lot of work. After just a week of owning one though, I began to enjoy having his needs to focus on instead of mine own. My therapist did say that having a routine was important.

Every morning, the pup would wake me up by jumping on the bed; he’d cuddle the hell outta me while rubbing his whiskers against my shoulder. He had to be let out to relieve himself and walked before breakfast, so normally he’d bring me the leash too. Once, I clipped the leash on and fell back asleep. A few minutes later I woke up again because he was making the mattress bounce. I forced open an eye and saw him sitting there, bright eyed and eager, leash in mouth and ready to go. Christ, he was adorable. I cracked a smile for the first time in weeks. “Alright, alright,” I threw off the blanket, “You win.”

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