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“How’s it fit?” he asks.
“Snug,” I reply.
The vendor looks pleased and gestures to the rest of the wares in the boxes. “Well adjust yourself a little, take your time. Don’t rush it.”

I take his advice, tugging on it, testing how tight it is. I think He’ll like it. I don’t really know what else to do. When you have a fight with a Sir, it’s not like you can apologize flowers and a card. Men like that need more, not hollow symbolism or vague imagery. They need something solid, and blunt, something more than just kneeling naked at their feet. For most gay couples that would be the ultimate sign of submission and trust, but I’m nude all the time anyway and kneeling several times a day in respect is standard protocol.

How do you tell a Master He doesn’t have to be scared? Half the BDSM scene glorifies coaxing subs out of their shells, but no one talks about coaxing out the Masters. My poor Sir. He’s such a natural and it overwhelms Him to feel that urge coursing through his veins. He is shocked to see it staring back at Him when He looks in the mirror dressed for a session.

I want him to collar me. I’ve caught him looking at collars online, but he refuses to talk about it. For the past few years my Master’s kept me at a distance, acts like He keeps me around purely to fuck me, but I know He wants more. He wants Us, he’s just too chicken to admit it.

It wasn’t my place, but I called Him out on it after the millionth time He insisted I’m his “boyfriend” at the bars but his “sub” at home. After our fight, He told me he doesn’t need a mouthy slave and sent me away with the pain of regret fresh in His eyes.

This will have to do the trick. I know my Sir’s had a chastity fetish for a long long time, but He’s never brought it up with me. It’s just one of those things, like the titles, the collar, and talking about our feelings. Once the key is in his hand, He’ll have a physical object that embodies how much he controls me. My Sir will be forced to take care of and supervise my chastity…He won’t be able to stay away from me this way, all tempting and horny. When I’ve snagged Him, I’ll crack Him open and get him to spill all those bottled up feelings. Is chastity therapy a thing? Well I’m gonna find out. He means too much to me to just let it end like this.

“Yes…I’ll take this. Can you help me get fitted with the sleeve please?”

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Text is fictional.

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Aaron knows there are plenty of ways to worship the cock of a man who is of higher standing than he is… his hands, his mouth, his ass, for example, and he is talented in all three. Sometimes though it’s just delightful to take a pause and give it a long look, maybe gently stroking it as it grows harder and harder. Aaron often wonders how such a couple inches of flesh brainwashes him into being such a mindless slut, how it drives him crazy, makes him an addict for the rush of being powerless to another man. Each and every cock is unique, its taste and temperature and scent. No batteries, no screens, no engine, nothing complicated…just nature and evolution, and it is a gift to cherish every single day.

“…What is he doing down there? He’s got this glazed look on his face.”
“Aw, let me him be. I think he’s cute when he gets like this. He’s off in this zone.”
“…Wait, wait I know that look on your face…do you love him?”
“Yeah, yeah, I do. And he knows it.”
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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.

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Geraldo has gotten an alpha male’s attention by strutting around in tight fitting white underwear and teasing himself in it to half mast. He’s about to discover though, that there is a different between advertising to and taunting an alpha male. “I was a good boy this weekend and didn’t masturbate, but my balls are so full! I need someone to milk me between my legs,” said in a low, husky voice, is a good way to end up naked in five minutes.  “Sure you’re fucked a lot of boys, but once you’ve had mine, you’ll spend the rest of your life comparing everyone else to me,” is acceptable, if not a little dangerous. “I bet you’re all talk and no action, just because you know how to stick your cock in a boy doesn’t mean you’re any good at it, so prove it,” is a terrible idea. “I’m sure that’s just a sock in there, you gonna pleasure me with a sock?” is red flag territory.

Geraldo is about to learn that lesson now, as he’s about to receive the hardest fuck of his life, and feel that alpha cock probe parts of his pussy he didn’t even know could be reached. One arm will be around his neck, holding him in place as he takes the biggest dick of his life. He’ll love it, but once he realizes the full power an alpha has over his little twink body he’ll not only respect them more, but gain a healthy little bit of fear as well. Geraldo will think twice about poking them with a stick in the future.

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Text is fictional.