Tag: boyfriends
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wolfgangreborn: Falling into those brown eyes “Hi,” you say as you caress his shoulder.“Hi,” he smiles back.“Worn out?”He nods but looks happy. “I’m exhausted.”“Well your tour bus doesn’t leave until 9 pm tonight, so you can sleep all day if you want.”“But…I don’t wanna. I want to spend it with you.”“Aww, babe.” You lean over…
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My phone rings just around noon. I push around the papers I was organizing until I find my phone. I glance at the number before answering it. “Hello Sir, what’s going on?” I ask. Atlas doesn’t call me in the middle of the day often. Once was for because he left his lunch here, the…
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Sunday playday!
gayboykink: I wanted to make a little post about how bf released me from chastity, but it turned out to be a thorough report on yesterday’s endeavors. Hope you’ll enjoy! x —————————- Sunday’s are always the most useless days. Nothing to do but to sit home, and mentally prepare for the terrible monday morning that’s…
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Sore muscles?
gayboykink: @the-kinky-bf just came home from a mountain bike weekend. He had sore muscles, so of course I offered to give him a massage after dinner. He loves that. So he undressed, jumped on the bed and let me oil his lower back for some rough squeezing and kneading. He moaned when I hit the…
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“Awww lookit the puppy. What a beautiful baby. Is it a blue mix?I nod."Hi there,” he coos. I watch as Zach takes off his glasses and gives the pup a little scritch. My eyes wander over his suit tailored to his body. Blue looks fantastic on him; he could almost be a fashion model posing…
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holdmelikeiwanttorunaway: Everyone wants to have someones arms wrapped around them when they fall asleep at night. You hear the cries first. It pierces your rest like a sharp piece of glass. With great difficulty, you pull yourself away from the warm embrace of sleep. The baby is still crying. Your lover stirs under you, but…
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The beach is supposed to be relaxing. No noises, no distractions. Nothing to do except swim and bask in the sun, which we were doing now after having gorged on a big lunch. We rested next to eachother, sharing my enormous towel, listening to the waves lap at the shore. Sometimes a gull would careen…
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lookingfortheman: I’m the kind of guy who still believe that a kiss can fix everything…. There was my pride, and there was him. I could have walked away, using the pieces of my bruised ego to build a wall around me to block logic out. I could have convinced myself I was right. But I…
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“Oh hey, there you are,” I say, climbing out of the window and up to him on the roof.“Shit,” he mutters, immediately trying to hide his cigarette.“No no, it’s ok. You can smoke.”“I can? You hate when I smoke.”“Just one,” I say, settling next to him. “You’re under a lot of stress, but I don’t…