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seoul-boy:

Cute pup 😍

Dear William,

Hope you’re well. Your secretary said you’re on a business trip, so I hope that’s going well. Listen, something came up on my radar you must absolutely see. I’m not much in this business anymore, but you do know I keep an eye on the tradeboards. I know you always wanted a Korean speaking boy for your home and bed, but struggle with finding one in the United States. An affordable choice has come up in Korea, and with your air miles, you should have no problem bringing him home.

According to his dossier, which I got from a connection, he comes from a large rural family with too many kids and too much debt. Their middle son was sent to the city to alleviate things, but it seems bad judgement runs in the family and he’s gotten his own debts to pay off now. He’s quite beautiful, slim and fit, and of course, virginal. I’m sure he’d be happy to be spoiled and get some attention. There aren’t any notes in here about attitude problems. Should be easy to train. Anyway – look at the pictures and files. Let me know what you think.

Sincerely,

Harold

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Dear Harold,

You are such a dear friend! I would have completely missed this opportunity if this wasn’t for you. I may be buying myself an early Christmas gift this year. Trying not to get myself too excited… a low price like that will attract bidders from flippers as well. Sale ends next week. I am going to try and fly to Korea for it, if time allows. Will let you know.

Yours Truly,

William

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Dear William,

Best of luck! You have worked very hard these last few years. You’ve earned this.

Sincerely,

Harold

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Dear Harold,

Hello from Busan. Sorry for the lack of e-mails, it’s been very chaotic lately. Not much sleep. I am delighted to tell you that I won the sale, and I am Jin Woo’s new owner. I am in heaven, and I feel that I’m still asleep. I took your advice to treat myself. I cashed out one of my stocks to outbid someone else, and the sales rep selected my application because I speak Korean and the other man did not. He is so sweet, this boy, but so very timid, although his posture is stiff and fierce. Jin Woo eats very quietly and hardly makes much noise. It will take a while to earn his trust, and so I extended my stay in Korea so we can spend some time together before I bring him home. You must meet him immediately when I’m back in California. I’ll arrange a dinner, and you’ll have to bring your boy as well. Also, you will see there has been a deposit made in your Chase account – a referral fee for my happiness.

Much love,

William

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thenerdysubmissive:

Oh my god, who is that?? Boy bitch is gonna be mine!

“oh no, Hsu. Look.”
“What?”
“Our new neighbor is putting a ‘MAGA’ sign in his yard.”
“Oh he’s hot as fuck…”
“Hsu, focus, please.”
“Mnnn. I’m focusing alright. I’m gonna go take my immigrant ass over there and corrupt the fuck out of him. But slowly…very slowly…must form a plan…”
“Hsu that’s not a good idea.”
“My dick does not discern between good and bad ideas. Only sexy ideas.”
Andrew looked out the window. “…That poor man. He doesn’t know what he’s about to happen to him.”
“Oh don’t pity him, Andrew. Envy him. He’s gonna be enlightened to the wonders of fucking a cute boy’s ass. He’s gonna be born again. Praise the lord, Hallelujah.” Hsu smiled.
“…I’m seriously glad you aren’t on the side of evil, cause you kind of frighten me sometimes.”
“Sorry Andrew. I haven’t gotten laid recently. I have needs.”
Andrew pats him on the shoulder. “It’s ok. Just …don’t eat him ok?”
Hsu exhales. “Fine. I’ll try. Mmmn look at him bend over in those gym shorts…”

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“Hey Chris?”
“Yeah?”
“Do you know what like…being gay is like? Do you know?”
Chris turned and looked at Thomas. “I dunno. Are you gay?”
Tom shrugged. “I don’t think so, but my parents say it’s like a choice, so like…what’s the other option than like, normal? I don’t get it.”
Chris chewed on his gum and thought. “Well, my cousin is gay. He cares a lot about fashion and brands, and music. He said once he has to study up on a lot of stuff to stay relevant. He spends a lot of time on his hair. Maybe it’s like that?”
“What, wait, so being gay isn’t even about uh, like, doing stuff, with boys? Just being flaming?”
Chris blew a bubble and popped it. “No, I think they do it to attract other guys. Like if guys like guys, you have to be really flamboyant to attract other guys. Like, you know, peacocks, I guess.”
Tom laughed. “Peacocks. That’s funny. Yeah I guess that makes sense. So all gays are like that? You can’t be like, straight and normal and still like guys?”
Chris shrugged. “I don’t think so. Never met one or heard of one.”
Tom tilted his head to the side. “…Huh.”

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“Tom? Thomas?”
Tom shook his head out of his fog. “Huh?” He looked sideways at his partner.
“Well I guess you are awake from your nap.”
Tom smiled. “Hi Marshall. Guess you are too.”
“Did you sleep at all?”
“A bit. Mostly just thinking about stuff.”
“What kind of stuff?” Marshall asked.
Tom studied his face. He had the most beautiful brown eyes. “I was thinking that Chris was totally wrong.”
Both eyebrows went up. “Now who is Chris?”
“Mn, he was an old middle school friend.”
“And what was he wrong about?”
Tom exhaled through his nose. “Well, thanks to Chris, I thought being gay would be a very different thing. I never imagined it would be spending a lazy Sunday loafing around the house with a wonderful cub like you, waiting until the football game started.”
Marshall loved being called a cub and his cheeks turned a bit red. “How could you not imagine that? That’s all I wanted when I grew up, was to have like a typical American suburban life. Fratboy to dadbod pipeline. Just like, married to another dad, instead of a wife. And without the kids…for now anyway.”
Tom chuckled. “Fratboy to dadbod. Yeah that’s kind of it.”
“What did you think it’d be?” Marshall asked.
“Mmn. Something to do with peacocks.”

“Peacocks?”
“Yeah.”
“…I don’t get it.”
Tom chuffed through his nose. “Don’t worry about it. I think I’m gonna nap for a few more minutes ok?”
Marshall snuggled up against him. “Good. You’re really warm right now. Kind of nice…”
“Marshall?”
“Yeah?”
“I love you,” Tom said in a soft voice.
There was a pause. Tom tried not to freak out.
“I’m falling in love with you too,” Marshall said after a moment, his voice creaky.
Tom let out the breath he was holding. Marshall always had a problem expressing his emotions. That was a lot from Marshall. More than he thought he’d get.
“That’s wonderful, Marshall,” Tom said. He smiled at him. “That’s what I wanted to hear.”
Marshall sighed in relief. “I’m – really happy to hear you say it.”
Tom planted a light kiss on his lips. “Good.”
They pressed up closer and fell quiet for a nap. Tom dozed off wondering if he could find Chris online, and tell him he was wrong. It would be very satisfying.

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Joseph got up to pee on Christmas morning, decided he felt awake enough, and went to go make spiced tea and bring Mike a present. When he got up stairs though, he saw Mike sleeping alone in bed with their dog and longed to join them again. He set the tea on the floor with the boxes, and crawled back into his rightful place in bed. Tea could be reheated. So could a bed.

Joseph wished he could tell his younger self that it wasn’t sad that adults didn’t get excited over Christmas like kids did. When you can buy your own toys, priority change. Besides, Joseph realized, he had everything he could ever want right there in bed with him – and he got it all year around. However, Joseph would probably not tell his younger self that having Christmas as a day off was the best time to have real good sex. Younger Joseph would figure that one out eventually.

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flashdoggy:

I like to sleep holding my stuffie. Sir likes to sleep holding my bum.

“Good morning, baby.”
“Morning, love.”
“Are you actually awake?”
“Mmn, sorta. I know your hands are awake,” Julian answered.
Royce gave his butt a squeeze. “You know it baby. I had some hot dreams of you last night.”
“Didya?”
“Mmmnn, that you turned into a demon and begged me for sex.”
Julian snorted. “Not sure if that’s a dream or a hallucination.”
Royce squeezed again. “Maybe a fantasy…you had these rams horns, which was kinda hot. I was holding them as you were riding me.”
Julian looked at Royce. “That is kind of sexy… be hard to sleep with those though.”
Royce turned on his side. “Yeah, I guess. But man, I’m still really horny, baby. I didn’t get to cum in my dream. And being greeted with the beautiful sight of you naked in the sunlight makes me feel like I’ve been hard for hours…”
Julian smirked at him from his view from the pillow. “You want my ass baby?”
“Want it so bad Julian. Want it tight and hot around me, bouncing against my hips, my face buried in your neck. You smell so good in the morning baby.”
“I do?”
“You do. And it makes me want to stroke you all over and ravish and tease you and – holy shit!”
Julian blinked. “What? What?”
“Look!” Royce turned upwards and pointed at the ceiling.
“Holy shit that’s a giant spider.”
“It’s huge!”
“What is it?” Julian asked.
“I think some kind of orb weaver…”
“Dude, fuck Florida and its spiders, seriously.”
“…What do we do? AH it moved!” Royce spazzed.
“I don’t know, it’s too high up for us to reach!”
“Fuck man, I am getting cock blocked by an arachnid right now.”
Julian laughed. “Well we could you know, go fuck in the kitchen or bathroom or something. And maybe it’ll come down later and we can evict it.”
“Let’s go into the bathroom. Fuck you in the shower and wash you in it sound good?”
“Fuck yeah it does. Love it when you wash my ass.” Julian paused. “You think the spider just wants to watch us fuck?”
“Regardless of speculation, Julian, I can’t perform is a pervert spider is watching us.”
Julian laughed. “God that’s a sentence I bet no one has ever said before.”
“Ha. Maybe. Shiiit it’s moving again. Bathroom?”
“Bathroom.”
They threw off the covers and ran for it, half hard cocks bouncing.
Royce looked up. “Shit hurry I think it’s following us!”

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When he gets in that mood where he feels lonely and weak and just wants to run back to his ex who was an asshole, you have to take important measures to make he stays in place until the bad idea passes. In time he will learn that it’s actually normal to feel loved and be happy in a relationship; but you know now he is emotionally needy and there will be some lapses as you build his self-confidence and self-worth.

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pupboy91:

I made a Fort! Room for one more *wag*

It started off as a cute little thing. Pup built a fort, and enjoyed hanging out there. Good place to chew on toys, watch a movie, take a nap. But then he starts getting territorial about it, and spending a lot of time in there. If Master Nick touched it, the pup would rub his head over the spot where he had. Master Nick got a bit concerned cause his pup didn’t even want to go outside much anymore, he just wanted to sit in there and guard it. The final straw was when Master Nick got growled at for coming too close to it and that was a mistake. The pup got hauled out, spanked, and put in the yard while Master Nick took the fort down. He was astonished to find a pile of toys and several pairs of his underwear and stray socks stashed in there, plus his set of extra keys, and a wrapper from a candy bar that had gone missing. Master Nick shook his head. “Bad puppy.”

As Nick put the cushion covers in the washing machine, he thought about what he could do to prevent this from happening again. He called his friend Jake. “Hey…do you know how to build a dog house?”

The pup was very unhappy to see his fort torn down, and howled in protest for most of the evening. Attempts to rebuild it were rebutted. The pup sulked all night….but he woke up the next morning to the sounds of hammering in the yard.

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flashdoggy:

domgayhusbands:

Never forget who your King is- the Head of the Household, the Man in the relationship, your Protector, your Owner… your Husband.

But…..where’s the dog?

The pup is out of frame, curled up next to its Masters’ bed on its own cushion, half in a doze. The yard was purged of squirrels this morning, and so he needs to refill his energy to play later and beg for scraps while the Masters make lunch.

Tomorrow the pup has to go upon the silly business of putting on clothes and pretending to be a human at this boring place called an office. But now? Now things were good. Lazy Sundays were always good.

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flashdoggy:

Doesn’t have to be anything special – just being by His side is enough.

“This is nice,” Dexter murmured.
“What?” Alexander responded. “Having your beard scratched?”
“Yes, but no…this. Being on vacation. Renting a cabin. Being alone with you.”
“Wow. I’m surprised to hear you say that.”
“Why?” Dexter grunted, barely moving his lips.
“Well, you hated the whole idea. And you got pretty mad when you found out how bad cell service is out here. And that this place doesn’t have wi-fi.”
“Yeah. That is annoying. But… it’s kind of nice not worrying about my phone. I’m not jumping up everytime it goes off.”
“I like that too.”
“You knew exactly what we needed as a couple,” Dexter added. “Time away from life. With us. I miss those days in college when we had nothing to do and we’d just crash at your place and make out, get stoned, and bake all night.”
Alexander smiled. “Those are some of my best memories.”
“Most of my best memories are with you.”
“Aww Dex, that’s, really sweet.”
Dex reached up and gave Alex’s arm a squeeze. “Being with you is amazing. I love seeing your face every day.”
Dex couldn’t see Alex blush. “Dexter~ You’re going to make me choke up.”
“Well, guess I better go all the way then if we’re doing the emotions thing..”
“What?” Alexander asked. “What do you mean?”
“I planned to ask you to marry me some time this year, Alexander, but I’ve never felt more in love with you than I do right now.”
Alex gasped. “Are – are you serious?”
Dex hadn’t moved, and his eyes are barely open. “Don’t let my beached-whale state confuse you. I am completely serious. Will you marry me, Alexander Lockheed?”
“Holy shit! Yes, Dexter. A thousand times yes!”
Dexter smiled. “Good. Then you’ll be mine right and proper and you can force good ideas into my head for the rest of our lives -oof!” Alex had gotten up and crawled onto the narrow sofa with Dexter, which meant practically resting on top of him. “Hello there,” Dexter said. He opened his eyes. and gave a cock-eyed, lazy smile. “Oof elbow, watch out there.”
“I love you so much, Dexter.” Alex kissed him and Dexter’s lids floated close again.
“Mmmnn thatsh nice. I love you more, Alex.”
“That’s impossible. I do.”
“Well we got the rest of our lives for you to realize you’re wrong.”
Alex giggled. “Well, wrong or not, I’m really happy you asked me.”
“I’m happy you said yes,” Dexter said, clearing his throat. He swallowed. “The ring will come later.”
“I imagine it will. I’m not worried,” Alex said. He rested his head on Dexter’s chest. Dexter wrapped his arms around him.

There seemed to be no more words to say, and they both drifted off for an afternoon nap. Around the golden hour, they roused. Alex tugged aside his shorts, and pressed himself against Dexter’s lap. Dexter fumbled for the lube they left on the end table from last night’s Uno insanity, and he knew what to do without really even opening his eyes again. His beefy hands found their way to Alex’s waist, and put him in place. They rocked together in an escalating fashion, breathing becoming more audible in the quiet of the room. Alex whimpered. Dexter cursed. The orgasm gushed between them. Alex rested on Dexter’s body again, only with wet fabric and more flesh between them.  No talking, just kissing, until their bodies dipped down into sleep again.

While Alex’s head was full of dreams about a wedding on the lake and sex on a huge bed, Dex didn’t dream at all. Alex was already his, even without the certificate from the state in agreement or the fancy ceremony. In the kitchen, Dexter’s phone dinged. He barely noticed. Dexter listened to Alex breathe softly against his neck, and forgot about it within minutes.

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