Clumsy pup, failing the self timer.
Don’t forget your kneepads pup, you’re going to bruise! Also what is it that you hijacked there? A pair of underwear? This pup gets into mischief when not supervised it seems.
Tag: adorable
Won’t you come to bed with me? Won’t you? Won’t you caress me, squeeze my shoulder, let your gaze roam my flesh? I can’t say anything that would convey how much I want you to come over here, how much I want you to express my semen from my body. I’m too shy anyway, to ask, so I have to show you instead. Am I not desirable enough, with my young face some partners have called “handsome”? Is my ass not rotund enough, or plentiful enough? Have those hours at the gym been for nothing, do you not notice my waist or the way my back muscles roll under my skin? I even got a pedicure, no thick callouses on my feet to scrape against the sheets, nails clean and scrubbed.
My body language says “I’m offering myself to you”, don’t you see? I’m spread wide open for you, accessible, eager. I’ve lifted my hips just forward enough to tease you by offering just a glimpse of my masculinity between my legs. My balls are full and low enough to rest on the mattress. Don’t they beg for a hand? Your dark hands would also look so artistic gliding over my ass, wouldn’t they?
I’ve picked this room on purpose. It’s so sterile and white, the sheets bleached and the walls scrubbed. I might be white but against the colorless palate I nearly glow, a sign of health and warmth. Aren’t I inviting? Won’t you please come over here? I’m too shy to ask…but I want you, more than breathing or eating. For years, I’ve wanted you, my eternal crush. Please… I beg with my eyes. I hold my breath.
He seems frozen in the doorway, momentarily stunned by my presence. My chest is starting to burn from lack of oxygenated air. Finally, finally he lets go of the doorknob and begins to walk over to me. I exhale so quickly I’m afraid I’ll pass out. He approaches me and strokes my cheek with the back of his fingers. I kiss his thumb, giving him another look of hope.
“You waited for me?” he asks, barely audible.
I nod.
“Through Hal and Scott and Lars, you waited?”
I nod.
He kisses the top of my head. “Thank you,” he whispers, then goes to lock the door.
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Text is fictional.
3 years 2 months and passion still grows
3 años 2 meses y la pasion crece
This picture is from 2012, but gosh I just love these two. If a picture says a million words, then in this case, at least half of them are dirty words you can’t say around children…
Edit: These boys have names! Ariel and Pablo.
Roger had been trying to get his pup to stay still for the last fifteen minutes so the photographer could get an artistic shot of him completely nude. It wasn’t working. Everything was so interesting for Todd, so distracting, so many things to smell, lick, hump. Without the pup’s collar on though, there was no way to control or corral 180 pounds of over-stimulated muscled puppy. The photographer was exasperated, so Roger decided to try one last tactic – bribery.
Roger called his boy on the stool – “Come on Todd, up!” and he clambered up, careful not to sit on anything that would hurt. He had quite a boner going, more out of excitement than arousal. The photographer had his finger on the trigger, waiting for Roger to get Todd in place. The pup was losing his grip and about to slide off when off to the side, Roger whistled to get his attention and shook a package of rabbit shaped Peeps. The pup looked sharply to his left at his favorite candy, and in that moment of distraction, the photographer got his shot. The pup immediately hopped off the stool and hurried over to his Master’s legs, begging for one and whimpering.
Roger pulled out a pink Peep and gave it to Todd, petting him on the head as he chewed it eagerly. “Good boy.”
The photographer whooped, “Roger, come see this photo, it’s fantastic!”
He jogged over to get a look. He was right, it was flawless. Exactly what he wanted. Roger ordered a large print of it and hung it in his office so everyone could see his pride and joy.
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Text is fictional. Gormax Photography responsible for shot; model’s name is Tom.
Oh my gosh, this is so wonderful! Such a sweet marriage proposal video <3. Not enough of these. By the way, the video is bigger if you watch it on Vimeo.
(For anyone who isn’t familiar with Los Angeles, West Hollywood is gay central and the home to LA’s most notorious gay bars. At least one of the crosswalks in WeHo is actually painted in rainbow colors. Proud to see such love in my city, fuck yeah LA!)
(Source: https://player.vimeo.com/)
Boys of summer! Spring is coming, all of you in cold places just hold out a little longer…
Sleeping at my parents house for a night, nearing the milestone of being a f-ing month in chastity! I never imagined I would last that long, craving a good milking from the first week.. Guess the cage does its job well.
PS: Yes, that’s a big stuffed crocodile, don’t judge, I like to cuddle.
Congrats on a month in chastity! You’re looking good, keep up the discipline. Oh and totally not judging your crocodile, good to have something to cuddle with when the boyfriend isn’t there.
Btw , if you use your parent’s camera again remember to make sure you delete the pics.
When I came home, I originally thought I had walked into the wrong house. It sure looked like my house, but it was amazingly clean. The hardwood floors gleamed. The clutter was gone. Dust had been whisked away from the blinds and baseboard moulding. I walked through the house in a bit of a daze, like I was experiencing a show room instead of real life. The kitchen looked brand new; even the fridge had been purged, sterilized, and re-organized. As I wandered from room to room, I expected Gideon to pop out and want a hug from me, but the first floor was devoid of life. Well, human life, my tarantula in its terrarium was very much alive.
“Gideon…?” I whispered, shucking off my shoes before I ascended the stairs. Silence. I noticed the steps and the carpet at the top had been vacuumed. Good lord, he’d been busy!
I found my beloved boyfriend curled up asleep in my bed. Judging by the state of the bed, he was in the process of putting fresh sheets on the mattress when he curled up for a moment and just fell asleep. Poor thing, he was all tuckered out. We went skiing yesterday and then were up late edging and having sex – how he managed this much energy was a mystery. I worked in an office and today was draining for me even me.
I stood by the bed and watched him sleep, enamored by how precious he looked. He was entirely naked, which was all the more appealing. Recently Gideon had been expressing interest in sort of an alternative lifestyle in where the levels of equality are altered. I thought it was passing fetish, some kink he got into his head after finding some particular Tumblr blog or something… but the more I involved Gideon into my life, the more he seemed to fall into this role anyway. I see now that maybe it’s just naturally how he is. He wants to serve me. I lean over and kiss his forehead, but he’s so unconscious he doesn’t even stir. I cover him with blanket because he looks cold.
We’ll have to talk about this more in the morning. A Master/slave relationship might be too much for me, but a dom/sub or adult discipline relationship is definitely possible. A collar would look so pretty around his neck…and his ass would be a sight all pink if he misbehaved… plus, I could get used to the house like this.
I went back downstairs to the kitchen to scrounge up something to eat and found a previously missed note about lasagna warning in the oven. He made lasagna? That’s it, I’m keeping him, and he’s getting a big reward in the morning.
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Post is fictional.
Sleeping puppy
Aawww, tired pup! When you spend all morning playin, it’s natural to get tuckered out after lunch. How adorable.
We’re together almost 5 years now, we started planning/dreaming to move in together, so we decided to adopt a new kitten. Rita ! Isn’t she cute?
Ya casi 5 años juntos de puro amor, empezamos a planear/soñar mudarnos juntos, así que decidimos adoptar una nueva gatita. Rita! No es tierna?
Congrats on your wonderful five years together and your new kitty!