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by ccallenreese

temptingdominance:

I know you like to tease me. And I need you to tease me. I need you to remind me how lucky I am every single day.The greatest honor I have you as my boy.

Benji looks over his shoulder at his Dom. “What Sir?”
“What? What do you mean what?” Mike said defensively.
“You’re looking at me in that funny way.”
“I am not. It’s nothing. Nothing at all.”
Benji tilted his head. “Really nothing Sir? You’re smiling.”
“I’m allowed to smile. You go have fun playing basketballs with the boys ok?”
“Yes sir.” Benji gave his Dom a look of inquiry. Mike set a straight face and folded his arms. “Oohkay,” Benji said.

Benji tucked the strap of his jockstrap into his waistband, which had been peeking out. He grabbed his duffel and waved to his keeper before jogging out the door – but not before pausing for a quick kiss.
“Bye Sir!”
“Bye boy.”

Mike groaned after the door clicked shutt. “God once he finds out his ass is that cute and weaponizes it against me I am so screwed.”

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Captions are fictional.

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by ccallenreese

torontopup:

skinheadbdsm:

(via TumbleOn)

www.recon.com/torontoslave

Roy ate from a bag of chips as his mechanic and a client got in an altercation in the parking lot.
“What’s going on out there?” Hank drawled, stepping up and wiping his hands on a rag.
“Oh Jason’s getting another one of them queer boys all riled up.”
Hank snorted. “I don’t get it. He brings in all good business and gets them all in a tizzy. I don’t get young men these days.”
“Oh oo!” Roy said. Jason had made a severe hand gesture and was turning away, when the customer grabbed for his jeans, got his fingers got in a hole,  and ripped them.
“Shucks howdy, we got a plumber in our garage with that crack!” Hank cackled.
The two men pushed each-other, then Jason grabbed the customer’s nipple and shoved him against a car.
“You wanna take bets?” Roy asked, munching.
“Nah. The pretty boy with the giant rock in his pants is gonna win this one. Jason’ll be up against the Corvette in five minutes.”
The two watched their mechanic duke it out with the client. Then, it was over. The customer pushed Jason against the corvette and pinned him against it. Jason struggled, but a moment later they were humping.
Hank pointed at his coworker. “Told ya.”
Roy looked at his watch. “Three minutes, 18 seconds. So it was under five minutes. I win,” he smiled.
Hank rolled his eyes and shook his head. “Oh to be young and horny. He still better get that oil change on that Subaru done today.”
“Roy when I was his age, I could take four women and 10 oil changes a day. Let him have his fun. The gays are good for business.”
Hank shrugged. “If you say so. …Damn, they sure are loud!”

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Captions are fictional.

Follow up about Nobley

Follow up about Nobley

by ccallenreese

I’m getting a lot of questions from people about Pup Nobley. Those
closest to him are preparing for the funeral, so official information is
not going to be forthcoming for a while. So hopefully this helps some of you:

Here’s what we know:

  • Pup Nobley passed away in an accident on November 23rd.
  • The
    cause of death was from solo breathplay. It’s hard to believe, I know, but this
    is not the time to preach the risks of such play.
  • The funeral was on Wednesday, the 30th. It was a private service.
  • Some
    people have posted Nobley’s real name, but it’s been requested that
    when you talk about Nobley in a public way that you refer to him by his
    pup name. Also it’s pronounced “nob” as in “doorknob” not as in “noble”.
  • Nobley has a boyfriend and their five year anniversary was this year. The boyfriend’s real name is
    floating around too and they ask that you refrain from posting it in a
    public way.
  • Nobley’s bf is receiving support and care from Nobley’s family and close friends.
  • They’re from Europe, specifically, the Netherlands.
  • It is 100% confirmed that this sucks a lot.

If
any of you feel really lost and need to talk to someone, never hesitate
to reach out. Just because you never met Nobley in real life doesn’t
mean your grief is invalid. The hashtag #paws4nobley is making its way around twitter.
Also, the Kennel Klub in the UK will be having a moment of silence at their next meeting on December 3rd.

If
you have any personal mementos from interacting with Nobley, such as
songs, videos, pictures, drawings, audio recordings, or stories, you may
send them to pupsaber@gmail.com for archival. Put “Mementos” in the headline so Pup Saber can sort
them. We’re trying to not involve Nobley’s boyfriend in this process as
he has a lot going on, so please keep it off public platforms. 

Thank you.

Tagging @puppixel, @flashdoggy @pup-saber, @pupnovy, @kinkyboyfrance .

I WAS WONDERING IF YOU COULD EXPLAIN HOW THE RIP DEAREST NOBLEY PIC SHARED BY HIS BOYFRIEND IS POIGNANT THANKS

I WAS WONDERING IF YOU COULD EXPLAIN HOW THE RIP DEAREST NOBLEY PIC SHARED BY HIS BOYFRIEND IS POIGNANT THANKS

by ccallenreese

HI MIKE. I AM NOT SURE WHY WE ARE YELLING BUT PERHAPS YOUR CAPSLOCK KEY IS STUCK. YOU HAVE MY SYMPATHIES. I CAN GET ON YOUR LEVEL THOUGH.
MERRIAM-WEBSTER DEFINES ‘POIGNANT’ AS EITHER “painfully affecting the feelings” OR “deeply affecting” AS A SYNONYM FOR ‘touching’. THE PHOTO NOBLEY’S BF POSTED SHOWS NOBLEY WALKING AWAY, DOWN A TUNNEL, WHICH LEAVES AN UNMISTAKABLE IMPRESSION OF HIM GOING SOMEWHERE. IN WESTERN CULTURE, WE SOMETIMES USE THE METAPHOR OF A TUNNEL WHEN THINKING OF SOMEONE ‘CROSSING OVER’ TO THE OTHER SIDE’. THUS, WITH NOBLEY HAVING PASSED ON, AND HIS BOYFRIEND STILL ‘HERE’, THE IMAGE CAN BE INTERPRETED AS NOBLEY LEAVING AND THE PHOTOGRAPHER -WHICH WE ASSUME TO BE HIS BOYFRIEND- STAYING ‘BEHIND’. THIS IS HOW I INTERPRETED IT.
THE WORD ‘POIGNANT’ MATCHES MY EMOTION. I THOUGHT IT WAS A MORE DESCRIPTIVE WORD THAN ‘SAD’ BECAUSE IT EVOKES A DEEPER EMOTION OF PAIN. YOU CAN INTERPRET IT IN OTHER WAYS. NO ONE HAS CORRECTED ME THUS FAR.

I HOPE WE HAVE AN UNDERSTANDING. THANK YOU FOR READING. CHEERIO.

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flashdoggy:

pupnobley:

puppixel:

pupnovy:

gayboykink:

Are you feeling ill, but do vets scare you…? Why not call Dr. Nobley for an appointment for a super professional pup-to-pup consultation! =D
*grin*

Oh Doctor Nobley…

I have this swelling problem just at my crotch area – can you help me out?

Oh Nobley, it really is a good job i’m not locked at the moment otherwise i’d have just shattered my third cage!!

Can I book in for a full body checkup? Like the super deluxe treatment?

*fans self* I’m feeling very faint all of a sudden

*thoroughly palpates your lymph nodes when suddenly you turn pale*
Seems like your blood’s flowing to the wrong places Pix, maybe you should be locked back up after all for your own safety. *pokes at bulge* Doctor’s advice, y’know. (A)

*grabs elektro kit to zap you back to consciousness*

I’d like to share some of my favorite @pupnobley posts today

This is particularly silly.

by ccallenreese

We just hit 7,500 followers. Thank you to all of my readers for your patronage. I remember being excited I hit 20.

Also someone pointed out that my domain was not working again, and it has been fixed. In the future, if you ever go to allbecauseoftheboys.com and Tumblr says the blog is not there, don’t panic. It hasn’t been deleted, and will likely still work on allbecauseoftheboys.tumblr.com until the domain issue is fixed.

by ccallenreese

Since I got news of the accident regarding Pup Nobley, I have been just scouring the internet for news, updates, anything. Most of me feels like this is a tremendous mistake, and I’m searching for just some sort of some revelation that it’s not true. It just feels so fundamentally wrong.

The sheer response to this incident is amazing. Puppixel’s post has over 700 notes. People who never even met Nobley, or just chatted with him, are commenting on just his positivity toward life; and his experiments in sexuality has helped people learn things about themselves and move their kink experiences in a new direction. I’ve seen pups on Twitter who have barely heard of him, but are mourning the loss of a pup in the community in general. It’s incredible, the length of the string that connects us all.
To most people in Nobley’s life, he was just a regular normal person going to school and living his life. It’s weird to realize most people in his day to day life probably have no idea about any of the ripples he’s caused. 

I’ve been part of the Tumblr community for three years, and this whole thing has completely changed how I view this platform now. I was talking to a Tumblr-friend some time ago, and we remarked about past bloggers who have de-activated and vanished. We have no idea what happened to them, or where they went, or if they’re alive, well, or happy. It’s just a pile of tiny mysteries. I have 7,000 followers, and I have wondered before if any of my readers died and I didn’t know it. We have no way to know if any of us die. But now I know, and that’s jarring. Pup Nobley’s Tumblr is going to be there for a longtime. And his twitter. And I see his photos everywhere. Everyone has a small piece of Nobley. I hope you all save these photos, these videos, because Nobley will live on in the hearts, minds, and harddrives of us all.

I’m going to go back to regular posting on Saturday, but it’ll probably be a while before I write pup posts again. Nobley used to message me out of the blue and tell me how much he liked the pup captions I wrote, which was so silly because he constantly inspired me to write them. He and @bookofbaitnate were some of the first people I talked to on Tumblr. It’s gonna be so hard knowing Nobley will never read my captions again, I can’t caption his pictures anymore, and I will never get those messages again.
I know all of my posts probably seems really selfish to some. I’m crying for some reason, and I’m even shocked at how hard this has hit me. I’m embarrassed about it now. I think I’ve made more posts about this than anyone else on Tumblr lol. I mean I never even met Nobley in person, considering I live in California and he lived in the Netherlands. I wish I did. I wish I could meet all of you and hug you all. You’re all awesome, and I love you all. We need to tell each-other these things in case we suddenly can’t anymore.