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“See, nothing’s coming out.”
John pushed Bob’s hand away. “Forget about making it squirt. You’re treating it more like a teat then a cock.”
“Hey!” Bob protested. “It is my cock, and sorry there isn’t my room with my fingers there.”
John put his hands up. “No offense given. But you’re not gonna satisfaction out of it like that. I swear, chastity will fix this.”
“it won’t make my dick bigger…”
“No. But it will break your fixation on trying to masturbate and making yourself frustrated. It will refocus your sexual energy on your p-spot, and it will let you enjoy longer sessions of arousal and more fulfilling orgasms.”
“…More fulfilling orgasms when I masturbate?”

John grinned. “There won’t be more of that.”
“What??”
“See, this is the fixation I told you about. You don’t need masturbation. You have the perfect cock for chastity. Once you stop focusing on your frustration, you will have the long and satisfying sexual experiences you always dreamed of. Just – not through your cock. Through sex. Through vibration. Through touch. Through a million ways you are ignoring right now to do…whatever you’re doing right now.”
Bob stopped jerking himself and considered John with a wary look. “I have a perfect cock huh?”
“Mmhmm. And once you’re locked up, it’ll look even beautiful set against your big full balls.”
The corner of Bob’s mouth lifted. “You really think I’m attractive down there?”
“I do. I see you have so much potential.” John set the velvet bag on the coffee table. The metal pieces inside made soft clanks as it rested on the wooden surface. “One week. Then we can re-evaluate.”
“One week…” Bob looked at the bag a long time. “But I still haven’t cum. I want to cum before we uh, do this.”
John liked this negotiation. It meant Bob wanted this. And was going to surrender. He liked this very much. Bob just wanted one little thing. John could deliver. He took out the vibrating wand, and told Bob to lie down on the sofa.
In one minute, he had Bob moaning and writhing as the vibrating head danced around his cock like silk draped across it over and over. He rubbed his thumb against the underside of that stiff nub, and suddenly it went off like a firecracker – jerking and squirting, balls high in their sac. John ignored the flecks on his shirt. Bob let out a deep moan. “Oh my god – fuck!” His muscles in his stomach tensed and flexed, thighs fluttering, arteries pulsing.

John turned some of the vibration on his balls and taint, helping all the backed up fluid out. He waited until the peak of the heat subsided. “There…feel better now?”
Bob nodded in a daze. “Wow.”
“Now imagine that two times stronger. Three times. Four times.”
“No way…”
“Oh yes, it’s possible. Let’s get you cleaned up and locked up. You’ll be so happy after a week. You’ll feel like you feel now, but better. Will you trust me?”
Bob looked down at his cock. It was soft now and had mostly retracted. He also saw the mess. The amount of cum on his belly was impressive. He wanted that again and again. He wanted to have big strong orgasms and feel like a virile man. He was tired of being ashamed of his small penis and worrying about masturbating. It was time to take ownership of it.
“Yes. I’ll trust you. Let’s do it.”
Bob was surprised when John kissed him. “Thank you. I’m going to get a washcloth. Stay there.”
“Yeah don’t worry about that. After that orgasm, I ain’t moving.”

Later that evening, after John left, Bob spent a good half hour staring at himself in the mirror. There was just a silver cap now where he was used to seeing his dick. But man, he couldn’t stop staring at his balls! They were so large! It made him feel like a virile stud. He was relieved at having met John. Things were definitely going to be better now.

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by ccallenreese

coolroseus:

He’s still learning how to tend to cock with his mouth, so you help him along with setting a rhythm. Nothing quite inspires a boy like two blunt fingers against the prostate. He hasn’t moved to touch his dark erection once in the last ten minutes. He’s focusing on his ass without even meaning to. You smile. Good progress is being made. You just have to invest the time to do so – sometimes hard, when you’re horny, but always always worth it.

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wolfgangreborn:

It’s basically an invitation

“Oh hello honey.”
“Don’t mind me. Just doing a routine inspection and check.”
“A check? for what?”
“To make sure you still have a butt and it’s a nice butt. MMnn… mmn. Hm. Yep. Still there. All good.”
“Well that’s a relief. Thank you for your diligence in this relationship. I can’t see my butt and can’t check myself.”
“It’s my pleasure. Love ya.”
“Love you too babe.”

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Julian awoke in the pre-dawn hours to the sound of tears.
It took him a moment to remember there was someone in his bed. Matt had slept over the night before. He didn’t want to be alone. Somehow they both fit on his full-size mattress.
“Matty?” he whispered. “Are you ok? Are you in pain?”
“I’m too scared!” Matt sobbed. “I don’t want to go to surgery today! Please Julian I don’t want to go!”
Julian parted his lips but no words came out. He swallowed. “Come here,” was all he could say. “Lie on me.” He encouraged Jasper to roll onto his side and onto Julian’s chest. Julian put an arm over him.
“It’s ok to be scared. Surgery is scary. Being cut open is scary. But you need to get better. I know you feel fine right now, but soon the pain meds won’t do it anymore. If that small tumor is cancer, then we can’t let it spread. It has to be biopsied. It has to go.”
“But it’s in my head,” Matt sniffled. “I don’t want them to go in there. You’re not supposed to. What if they change me?”
“I can’t guarantee nothing bad will happen if you go into surgery, Matty. But if you don’t, I know something bad will happen. It will grow. Spread. Hurt you.”
Matt whimpered.
“But if you’re a brave boy and get surgery today, that bad thing won’t happen. You’ll take a nap and it’ll magically be over. You will be good as new.”
“…But what if something goes wrong and I wake up a vegetable.”
Julian looked down on him. “I will take care of you for the rest of your life, and love you just the same.”
Matty began to cry again. “I love you Julian. I know you just think of me as your pesky best friend but…I really love you. You’re like a blood brother to me.”
Julian felt a lump form in his throat. “I love you too, my little dove. I want you to be healthy. Will get the surgery for me?”
There was a hiccup. “Yes. I’ll do it for you. All that tumor does is threaten to take me away from you. I want to be with you without it there. I hate knowing it’s in my head right now.”
“That’s it, doveling. That’s the right attitude. What’s the Prodigy song you like so much?”
That got a small smile out of Matt. “Invaders must die.”
“Exactly. We don’t have to be at the hospital until 7. Let’s got a few more minutes of sleep ok?”
“Ok, Julian.” Matt says, snuggling Julian’s pectoral. “This is so nice. I feel so safe.”
“When you wake up in the hospital after surgery, I’ll be resting next to you so you can cuddle me ok?”
“I – I would love that.”
“Then it’s settled. Now sleep a minute.”
Matt just sighed.

And soon the room was quiet except Matt’s little hiccups. Julian stroked his hair until it was time to get up. Julian couldn’t fall back asleep. He could sleep while Matt was in surgery. Right now, Matt needed a protector. Julian wished there was something he could do to protect Matty from this tumor. He hoped keeping him positive and strong would help them conquer the fight. “I’ll do all I can for you.” Julian whispered in the quiet room, and crossed himself to seal the promise. 

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flashdoggy:

He knows just how to make me feel like prey – and it makes me so hot!

“No no. No leading from you. No trying to be the emotionally mature one here and try to make this a two-person dance. I lead. I’ve been wanting you for a very, very long time boy. And I’m going to have you just like I’ve wanted…dreamed…fantasized about… you’re my prey now, boy. Succumb to me. Let me lead. If you want to walk the road to the most forbidden pleasure and passion…let me show you the way.“

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pupartemis:

padthaitaco:

pupartemis:

padthaitaco:

filthygorgeousfur:

Fuckin adorable.
Cum’ere, time for scritches!
(Seriously l, how could you not??)

Awoooo~ coming over!!!! *wags*

Wanna snuggle this puppy soooo bad.

I love snuggles!!! Come puppy let’s snuggle @pupartemis

Gladly handsome!! @padthaitaco Get up in my lap and I’ll give you tons of loving.

George sighed. He hadn’t been able to eat an entire sandwich by himself since his pup started living with him. That face was just too much. He was too cute. George knew giving in had created this bad behavior.
“No,” he said.
His puppy whined.
“No, I fed you recently, Marble. I can’t have you doing this behavior when I guests over.”
The whining increased. George ate the whole sandwich. “See? Not for pups.” He dusted crumbs off his shirt into the sink. “Go chew on your toys. I have work to do, babe. You’ll get a snack later.“ George gave Marble a scritch behind the ears as a sign-off.

George was working at his laptop when he heard the fridge door open and close.
“What the…” George got up to explore when he heard the storm door to the backyard open and shut. “Marble!” He jogged to the kitchen. His pup was standing in the backyard with the entire bag of deli meat in his mouth.
“No! Bad pup!”

And that’s how George spent five minutes chasing a bag of ham around the backyard, before finally winning. He took the bag back.
“BAD Marble! Very bad pup.” He turned Marble around and gave him a spanking right there in the yard.
The boy yowled and wiggled, but he’d been bad and he knew it.
“You stay out here until you know what it’s like to be a good pup. I’ll let you in during dinner. You lost your snack privilege.”
Marble lowered his head and gave George mournful eyes.
“That’s right puppy. Pups are not in charge. I am in charge. You’re a pup. Right boy?”
“Arf,” Marble said.
“That’s right.” George said, heading back inside with the ham. It wasn’t always fun being the alpha in the household, but someone had to set rules. Pups couldn’t run the place, and ham couldn’t be a treat if he got it when-ever you wanted.

There was however a chance for dessert after dinner for Marble if he behaved. George knew he would.

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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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