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awalkonthelightside:

A pink Christmassy stretch

Julian stares at the lights of the Christmas tree while absentmindedly running his hands over his body. He knows he should put his pajama shirt back and pants back on and go back to bed; the longer he stays down here, the longer he risks Felix catching him. The surprise would be ruined.

Julian smirks to himself at the thought of what tomorrow morning held. Oh, it was going to be glorious. Felix was going to be so confused. “Pink lingerie? You weren’t wearing this when you went to bed,” he’d say. And then Julian would explain how he waited until Felix fell asleep and slid out of bed to put the lingerie on under his pajamas.

“Merry Christmas,” Julian plans to say, as he strips off his pajamas and reveals everything. Julian wonders if he should stand up to do the reveal, or just let Felix undress him. Hmm. Planning a surprise is hard. Especially when you make yourself horny in the middle of it.

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fuuuuuuuuuuckme:

“Good morning kitten. I’m surprised you can still move after how much we fucked last night. A little sore are we? Not surprised your hole is tender. That’s fine, I’d still love it if you just sucked my cock, though. You look surprised that I can even be hard right now. Fuck, I’m horny as hell after sleeping pressed up against your naked body last night.
Also, man, I am really noticing that you are even prettier in the daylight. I hope you will stick around long enough to let me fuck you again. I can tell by your face you want it. You know, I’ve brought a lot of merch home from concerts, but nothing quite like you.”

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just-a-pole-sir:

Jonas paused mid swipe of the razor and glanced over at his beloved boy who had been sitting quite contently on the floor, staring up at him from behind his leather pup mask.
“You enjoying watching huh boy?”
Rocky nodded.
“You aren’t getting my cock, I have to go to work.”
Rocky gave such a loud whine that it made Jonas chuff out a laugh. “You don’t always get it just because it’s out. It’s not a toy that belongs to you.”
Rocky made a grumpy noise.
“You can look at me all you want though.”
“Bark!”
“Not like I could stop you anyway.” Jonas finished shaving and washed his face off in the sink. He put on moisturizer and checked his skin. “Good.” Jonas reached for his clothes he’d put on the closed toilet seat earlier. He sifted through them.
“Rocky?”
“Aroo?”
“Where are my underwear?”
Rocky pretended to look around and shrugged.
“Rocky.”
He glanced at the floor and began to giggle; collapsing under the guilt immediately.
“Rocky, bring me my underwear. Now.”

Rocky was absolutely helpless against ‘the tone’. He padded off into the bedroom. After rustling through the dresser, he shuffled back in with a black pair in his mouth.
“Give.”
Rocky dropped them in Jonas’s hand.
“Wait.” Jonas held up a lace thong. “Rocky. These are your underwear.”
Rocky began to giggle again.
“I said bring me my underwear.”
Rocky refused to move.
“You are being a difficult pup today.”
More giggling.
Jonas handed them to Rocky. “Bring me my underwear, boy.”
Rocky took them in his mouth and dropped them at his feet.
Jonas thought about this. “Ok fine.” He put them on, but they were about two sizes too small and barely held anything. His balls about burst out like ripe plums; the root of his shaft was an inch exposed.
“Woof,” Rocky said in a breathless gasp. His eyes fixated, he began to squirm and whimper.
“Nope, I told you, you’re not getting my cock.” Jonas began to pull on his khaki slacks, to Rocky’s astonishment. “You’re just going to have to think about me in this tiny lace thong all day. Which should be fun, since you’re not going to be wearing underwear yourself.”
“Aroo???”
“That should be messy, I mean, considering how far you are into chastity, you should be leaking all down your leg. I look forward to hearing about how wet and sticky you are when you get home from class.”
Rocky made a loud groan. He rushed back into the bedroom, brought Jonas a pair of boxer briefs, and dropped them on the floor of the bathroom.
“Nope. Too late.” Jonas put his shirt on. He pushed the briefs back at Rocky with his foot. “Put those away please. And you need to be dressed for breakfast. Are your Levi’s clean? I like how tight those are on you.”
Rocky threw his head back and groaned loudly at being defeated.

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msclpussy2:

Fucking hot ass 😛💋

“Hey David,” Joe says after Facetime connects.
“Hey baby. What’s wrong? You said you needed my opinion.”
“Yeah I do. Am I stupid?”
“What on Earth brought that up?”
“Someone told me that I’m dumb because all my body’s energy went into growing my ass instead of my brain.”
David guffaws. “Oh babyboy, I’m sorry, it’s rude to laugh, but what a rude thing to say to someone. Sounds like they’re jealous of your big beautiful ass.”
Joe tilts the phone. “This ass?”
“Ohh yeah. That big beautiful ass.”
“You haven’t answered my question though. Do you think I’m stupid?”
“You’re not stupid,” David reassures him. “What was the context of that insult?”
Joe leans against the counter of this bathroom. “Well, I was talking with a guy at the bar last night about a Youtube video, and in it there’s a moment where this guy gets stumped because he doesn’t know what flour is made of. And like, I realized I didn’t know either? I thought it was made of flowers. And so this guy at the bar made fun of me, patted me on the shoulder, and walked off.”

David is struggling to hold it together. “Flowers? Why do you think it’s made of flowers?”
“Because it’s kind of soft like petals are? I mean, my mom never taught me anything about cooking or baking – that was ‘woman’s work’ as she said.” Joe makes air quotes with one hand.
“Well, your kind of deductive reasoning isn’t illogical, based on what you know. You’re not entirely wrong though – flour is made from wheat, which is a plant. It’s ground up into a fine powder.”
“Yeah I googled it after. It makes a lot of sense. But like, David that isn’t the only thing – last month, someone made fun of me because I thought ponies were baby horses. And I also thought that the black market was like a real place like Diagon Alley, and I’ve been wrong on so. many. things. about women and pregnancy-”
“Joe.”
“Yes Daddy?”
“God it drives me insane when you call me that.”
Joe smiles coyly.
“You’re not stupid. You had a really sheltered religious childhood, that’s not your fault. Stupid people doubledown when they realize they’re wrong – you’re curious and open to learning as you go. You are a great student, you taught yourself all about fitness and nutrition, and your quick thinking saved some ducklings last week. Plus, you are great in bed. I adore you, you’re fine as you are.”
Joe exhales and his shoulders relax. “Thank you David, I really appreciate you saying that. It’s frustrating though, constantly wondering what my life would have been like if I wasn’t homeschooled for all those years. How much more I’d know.”
“Well, then you wouldn’t be my Joe. And in a different life, we might of have never met.”

Joe is silent for a moment. “Woah. I never even thought of that. You’d just be walking around in the world, and I’d never know?”
“Probably.”
Joe contemplates this. “That’s wild. So I get to date you and have a great big ass and thick body, live in this amazing city, and have great college life with friends who take me to EDM shows – but in return I don’t know some basic shit?”
“Essentially.”
“You know what, I’m fine with that.”
David smiles. “I’m glad you feel that way.”
Joe tilts the phone back again. “You wanna come over after dinner and fuck me?”
“Oh my god, yes. I have been trying to be respectful of your exams coming up and not asking, but baby I have been dreaming of it.”
“I want you to tell me about those dreams.”
“Oh I will.” David watches Joe walk to his bedroom.
“I’m going to put in a plug to get ready for tonight. You wanna watch or am I keeping you?”
“Joe, if you disconnect Facetime now, you’re going to get a spanking.”
Joe gulps. “Damn Daddy!”
David groans.

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legendarymachoblog:

“Thank you for allowing me to turn down the bed for you Sir. Master sent me to make sure you feel comfortable this evening, so I am pleased you’re allowing me to fulfill this task. Our home is your home while you are our esteemed guest; so if there’s anything else I can do for you, please do let me know…like if you want your bed warmed, for example…”

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gaygalore:

Chase Carlson via Instagram

When you’ve stolen daddy’s sandals (again, despite being told not to), you really should be running when he comes across the yard like this holding the hose. But you can’t move – you’re just in awe of what a gorgeous hunk of muscle daddy is. It says “MEAT” on his shorts! There isn’t a more accurate label in the world. And that stern gaze is pinning you to the spot. So you just stare up at him like a guilty puppy and prepare to take whatever punishment daddy is going to give you. Cause like…if he punishes you, that’s just for taking the sandals. It doesn’t mean you have to give them back right away. Right? You hope that’s true, cause you’ve lost one in the creek behind the property somewhere.

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Your boyfriend was having a nap on the couch. He wasn’t a fan of wearing clothes around the house, and you were happy to agree to his request for personal comfort. Who doesn’t want to see their boyfriend’s dick like every waking moment? It surprised you that you were much more captivated by his ass. You can’t help but approach your boyfriend as he naps, and caress the warm curve of his buttcheek with your palm. You’re careful not to wake him up. You exhale as the warmth of his skin heats your palm. You’re utterly in love, captivated by his beauty and perfection. You watch him sleep a moment longer and force yourself to move on and stop being a bit creepy.

As you walk away, you find yourself craving one of the fresh peaches in the bowl in the kitchen. You select a ripe one, fuzzy and unblemished, ready for eating. As you cut it up, your mind begins to form a scene about dripping peach juice on his ass and licking it off the back of his balls. You nearly slice your finger in the process and chide yourself for fantasizing. God, it’s unfair how your boyfriend has this effect on you from doing literally nothing.

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dominoxz:

ᴅᴏᴍɪɴᴏ

With so many young men in China competing for the best jobs and biggest paychecks, it’s inevitable that some will lose out. Chen realized the odds were stacked against him early, and figured there was no point. He could use the assets he had – no college degree required! – to make the the millionaires pay. His father wasn’t too happy about his choice. However, one night he had his boss over for dinner, and was alarmed to come back into the room and see his boss and his son talking privately….
His father refused to believe he saw anything… until mysteriously, he got a raise and promotion two weeks later. 
Couple months later, Chen bought his father a car. His father changed his tune, and soon praised his clever son.

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omoerotismo:

David left the other group to come over and nudge Armani. “Look at that.” He gestured with his wine glass.
Armani turned around. “Look at that indeed. So rare for Peter to take an interest in anyone but me, but it seems he’s made an exception for your boy.”
“I’m honored, my Alexander is beautiful.”
“He is. Alexander seems a bit hesitant, though,” Armani said.
“He’s probably not used to another boy coming after him. Usually it’s the men without manners I have to watch out for.”  Alexander glanced at David. David nodded and made a casual sweeping gesture with his hand to indicate they should continue. He turned his attention back to Armani. “We shouldn’t stare, and let them have their fun.”
“Hard not to, I am enjoying watching this.”
David sipped from his glass. “They are beautiful. I’ve always been wanting to ask though, why haven’t you locked Peter yet?”

Armani said and sat down in a lounge chair. “I tried once. I like the look of it more, but, it just doesn’t work with Peter. It makes him sullen and unhappy. Plus he’s very…what’s the word – touch-oriented?”
“Oh like love languages? Touch is one of the love languages.”
“Yes, that. Peter likes touch, and I do enjoy having access to all of him. He’s trained well enough so we haven’t had any problems.”
“It’s so funny. It’s the opposite with Alexander. His love language is acts of service.” David chuckled. “Well, let’s be honest. His real love language is ‘receiving gifts’. He does love his sparkly things.”
Armani laughed. “I was wondering where his jewelry was.”
“I make him take it off on days we might be swimming.”
“Aah.” Armani sipped his wine. “Look at them. So passionate.”
“I dare say I’m getting a bit aroused watching Alexander play with Peter’s cock.”
“I would think something is wrong with you if you weren’t. Come, sit down David and watch this with me.”
David grabbed the half empty bottle of wine from the chiller and sat down in the parallel chair. “Refill?”
“Yes please.”

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omoerotismo:

After an hour of playing tackle football in the backyard, Jesse got fed up with trying to pretend Terrance wasn’t wearing a jockstrap under those mesh shorts. He saw an opportunity to tackle Terrance, but this time he didn’t let him up. “Alright, enough pretending.” Jesse yanked down those mesh shorts and pulled aside the elastic to see his prize. Time to claim that ass and put an end to this silly game.

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