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“How much longer until dinner, boy?” Dan hollered.
“Ten minutes until plates on the table, Sir.”
“Good. Fucking starving.” Dan took a sip of beer and burped.
Brett knew that statement was rhetorical. Dan wasn’t much for conversation. Dan was a simple man. He wanted his eggs at breakfast, he wanted to go to work and dig holes with his machines, and he wanted to come home to dinner and beer.
Dan didn’t see the point of finding a wife. He didn’t want an equal relationship; he wanted someone to take care of him as the man of the house. 
Brett understood his position in the house. He kept Dan fed, kept his house clean, got the sweat stains out of his shirts, and serviced his cock without complaint. Dan didn’t understand why every bachelor didn’t keep a bottom like Brett at home and under their thumb – it was where they wanted to be anyway.

 “Five minutes, Sir.”
Dan muted the TV, set the bottle on the table, and got up with a groan. He wandered into the bathroom so he could wash his hands. “What’s for dinner, boy?” he called out.
“Roast chicken, squash, buttered rice, strawberry shortcake.”
“I feel like you’re trying to get me to eat healthier.”
“You work hard Sir, and you burn a lot of calories. A rabbit meal isn’t gonna cut it. Your dinners are designed to be filling, but you also need nutrients that come from things like vegetables. Your doctor was pleased with your blood pressure last time, wasn’t he?”
“He was. But that could just be from how you to reduce my stress,” Dan responded.
Brett tried not to smile. “May be so. Then that must be continued as well. I shall suck your cock as you eat dessert if it’d help.”
“It would help. Would put me in a right mood before bed.”
“Of course, Sir. Dinner’s ready and table’s set. Another beer or iced tea?”
“Is it the different stuff you got at the store?”
Brett looked confused. “Oh. I put some orange peel in the tea when I made it.”
“Huh. Yeah. I liked that. Sweet tea is fine. Already had a beer.”
“Yes Sir. Happy to serve you Sir.”
“That’s what I like to hear. I’m too tired to punish you anyway, so I’m glad I rarely have to do it.”
“Thank you Sir!

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“Sir? How much more longer is this going to last?”

I wrap my arms around his shoulders and rest my palm on his sternum. He raises his hand and curls his fingers around my fore arm.

“I don’t know, lad,” I answer. “Looks like things will start reopening soon though.”

“I love you Sir but…I miss people,” he says softly.

“That’s an ok thing to feel.”

I hear him exhale.

“I know how social you are. You have been very stoic in all of this and it hasn’t gone unnoticed.”

“Thank you Sir.”

“I’m happy we could spend this time together at least. Out of all the faces in the world, I’m glad I can see yours daily.”

“Really?”

“Yes. Hey, why don’t we ask some guys from the dungeon if they want to do a Zoom dinner party tonight? Get dressed up a little”

“Oh I’d like that Sir!”

I pat him on the chest. “Let’s do that. We gotta stay creative and stay strong right?”

He flexes. “Staying strong.”

“That’s my boy.” I kiss his cheek.

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Captions are fictional. You guys got this! Stay safe everyone!Jacques Pougnet photographed by Mariano Vivanco for Man About Town

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I had to try it. “Position 2, boy!” To my sheer delight, he dropped down into second position – knees wide, ass up, back arched, arms straight. It wasn’t the most elegant pose in mid-calf boots, stiff camo pants, and a thick belt, but it still got all the technical marks for accuracy. “Very nice, boy.” He sort of looked at me, wondering why I’m making him sit in this pose all of a sudden during our casual chat. I can’t help but smirk. The military’s bootcamp regimen is to break you down to build you back up into the obedient solider it demands in the field. Yet, despite the breaking and rebuilding, they could not erase the dungeon I’d bestowed on this young man. Dare I assume that his love of following my orders lead him to join the military? 

Who knew. But when he was on a break from service, he called me. Begged me. He wanted to come play. He wanted a fuck. I wish I recovered the call. I love hearing a boy be honest with who he was and not be ashamed of it. He would get what he wanted. But first, before we did any playing or fucking, I had to see how well he still responded to my commands.

I walked in a circle around him. Flawless. Perhaps I should test him on all the commands to make sure he still knew them.
“Good boy. Position 1, lad.”

He stood up straight, feet slightly apart, hands behind his back. A natural pose for a military man.
“Good boy. Great posture.”
He beamed.
“Procedure 2, lad.”

I became quite aroused as I watched him strip off his clothing and fold them into a neat pile. My worries about his training fading away disappated. This was still my boy. We could play like we used to.

It was a real struggle deciding what to do with him first. I edged him while I thought about it.

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puploki:

Working from home. Securely.

“You’re working from home tomorrow? You know the rules. You must be secure. No risk of temptation. Only focus on your work. You want to get enough done to prepare dinner in time right? And you want to be horny for a night fun right? Imagine if you get distracted with masturbation, how it will throw your productivity off! I don’t want to punish you for letting yourself down. Neither of us will like it. So in the belt you must go. It will all be worth it.”

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Your pup has a habit of being way too social with strangers, so you had to secure him to the lockers in the gym while you went to exercise. You know exactly where he is, and that he’s not getting into trouble. You’re also pretty sure he’s getting lots of pets, scritches, and butt slaps, all of which he loves, so your boy enjoys your gym time and isn’t bored. Having a high-energy pup has been a challenge, but over-coming it together as a duo has improved your relationship.

Plus, your boy loves the reward of smelling your clothes when you’re off in the shower. Win/win.

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Puppy would not sit still while you were baking and kept jumping on you, causing you to spill and make messes. If he were still, all you heard was whine whine whine! It was like you never fed the pup. If he had been good, he would get to lick a beater. But no, he was being a bad puppy so he got… well, secured. And he had to stay like that, the smell of the cookies baking filling the house. You didn’t untie him when the oven beeped either – only when the cookies were finally cooled. On then did you untie him. Even then, Puppy still had to sit and stay to receive a cookie. You were pleased that he was obedient and earned his cookie. Lessons are sometimes learned through rewards. You knew he would never let the nightmare of being denied a beater haunt him again.

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Jake was sulking in the empty condo when he got a call. He perked up.
“Hey Kostas.”
“Hey boi.”
“So…what’s the determination?”
“It’s a B type aortic dissection. I don’t have to go do surgery tonight.”
Jake brightened. “Really? You got the evening off?”
“Yes. I am coming right over to see you. I can barely wait.”
Jake smiled. “It’s so rare that you have time off, and you want to spend it with me.”
“Of course. Seeing you, touching you, being in bed with you… TIME with you. I can never just have enough time with you.”
“Aww honey.”
“I’m coming right over to fuck you. I owe you so much sex. I’m so sorry.”
“No no no. You told me when we started dating the difficulties of your job. You’re a goddamn heart surgeon. My sex drive doesn’t matter when you’re saving lives.”
There was a loud exhale. “God I don’t think I could be as understandable as you are to me. You are so lovely. I am going to fuck my thanks into you.”
This made Jake burst out laughing. “Kostas. Seriously. Just seeing you is enough.”
“I want to kiss you right now. I’m getting into a cab from the hospital right now. Warm the bed, baby.”
“Yes Sir!”
“Mwuah. See you soon boy.”
“You too. Bye.”
“Bye.”

Jake smiled at the phone. “He wants me. I waited for him and didn’t jerk off and NOW I’m gonna get the sex I deserve.” Jake got off the chair and headed to the bed. He paused. He took the flowers from the kitchen and put them in the bedroom on the nightstand. After Jake turned down the bed, he made sure they were stocked with lube and the batteries had toys. Jake thought. He decided to set up a cheese, fruit, and cracker plate and put it in the fridge. Kostas would be hungry, especially after sex.

Jake made a note to also do laundry. Poor Kostas. He worked so hard. Someone had to take care of him. Jake knew if he was a selfish and demanding boi, no one would see him as anything other than the spoiled pet of a rich surgeon. He’d likely lose Kostas after a few years. What had Kostas said? “You are so lovely.” It made Jake feel flush and happy. Kostas needed someone who understood him. Jake wanted to be that boy. He wanted to be in it for the long term.

He was washing the fruit knife when the Jake heard a key in the lock. “Kostas!”

Kostas walked in and dropped his briefcase. “Oh my fuck you’re already naked.”
Jake giggled and shook his butt. It was so rewarding to please someone else!

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pupartemis:

puppy-apollo:

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This was a photo taken of me at Manchester Pride 2016.

I saw a young girl as I was walking in the parade. She didn’t look very happy, and I wanted to brighten her day.

I went over to her and dropped down on one knee and asked her if she would like a flower. She smiled at me and took the flower. I told her she was beautiful, and continued marching in the parade.

I later found out the moment had been captured on camera, and was told that the little girl had been there for the duration of the Parade, having spasms and being generally uncomfortable. I was told that after this, she smiled for a good half an hour.

This alone is my proudest moment of my life as a human pup.

I remember seeing this, it was utterly lovely! ❤❤

That is the most amazing thing ever. Remember folks puppy play is not always bones in holes. Sometimes it is sweet gestures like this. Moments captured of pure innocence.

You are such a good puppy <33

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Pablo listened to the windchime outside the open window and thought. His head was full of thoughts he didn’t quite understand. He was however, aware of the looming deadline of time pressing down. Today was the last day. The magic ended at midnight, so to speak.

When Pablo had first met this man, he thought he was no different than all those other times he met men. He wanted sex, they wanted sex. If they were a little kinky it was a bonus. But this man, this Zeke, seemed particularly interested in Pablo, and asked him a lot of questions. For the first time in a one night stand, Pablo felt like Zeke was really making an effort to make it super pleasurable for him. Normally it was just two people putting up with each-other just enough to get to an orgasm. Pablo thought the way Zeke could read him was almost eerie. It was like he could smell Pablo’s submissive nature in the air and read his body signals like an open book. The sex had been long and steaming hot, and the orgasm left Pablo seeing spots. He kept calling Zeke again, and again…

and on it went, and it would continue to be a string of sexy date nights until Zeke brought up something new. A three day weekend was coming up. Would Pablo be interested in a three day roleplay of all of his submissive houseboy fantasies? Uh, why yes, yes he would.

They made a little contract, agreed on a safeword, and at 8 am on Saturday morning it had got into effect. Pablo would serve Zeke for three days. Clean his house. Make his food. Suck his cock. Offer his ass. Essentially, be a good boy and serve the man of the house. It sure pushed all the right buttons, especially since Pablo was not allowed to jerk off. Sunday night, the sex was so hot that Pablo did infact pass out.

But it was Monday now, and 3 pm at that. The three day weekend ended at midnight, and then he’d go back to being a regular person… but the closer that time got, Pablo began to seek a way to make time stop. It had been so fulfilling to just have small tasks to do and complete for praise and attention. It was nice to support and reward Zeke for all the wonderful guidance in the bedroom. Zeke was like the compass for kinks and urges. It was like he had three days to show Zeke the appreciation he felt inside.

And hadn’t it been perfect? Rewarding? Fun? Sexy? Even the little spanking he got on Sunday was thrilling. Being naked was thrilling. Gazing upon Zeke’s bulked up body and swinging cock at leisure was thrilling. Being on a schedule and having rules was thrilling.

And serving? It felt too natural for it to be a fluke. How he could go back to being normal? Pablo sighed softly. He didn’t live in Zeke’s house. He had to be realistic. Good boys aren’t clingy. He had to get his feelings in alignment. This meant talking to Zeke. Zeke would know what to do. Zeke would fix things. And maybe…just maybe…Zeke would extend things.

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Joey knocked.
“Come in,” said a burly voice.
“Thank you Sir,” Joey replied. He entered the room, filled Darren’s glass with fresh filtered water, which was just a centimeter from being empty.
“Thank you much boy. Very thoughtful.”
“Of course Sir. May I bring you a snack or anything?“
“No thank you, boy. I’ll be eating a banana and having a protein shake before the gym later, so I’ll do that then.”
“Of course. How are your stocks Sir?”
“Looking good,” Darren said with a smile. “But I’d rather look at you. You are shaping up beautifully, boy.”
Joey turned pink. “Thank you Sir. I feel very inadequate next to you, but it’s…inspirational.”
“Aw. That’s kind of you to say so boy. One day you’ll be able to out bench me. One day.”
Joey raised an eyebrow in disbelief. “Not in this life!”
“Oh you will,” Darren said, slapping Joey’s solid ass.
“Oh!”
Darren moved his hand up Joey’s thigh, admiring the taut muscle under neath. His hand slid upwards to brush over Joey’s bulge before letting it fall away. “Such good progress.”
“Thank you, Sir,” Joey stammered.
“Good boy now. I gotta finish my analysis now. See you down in the kitchen later.”
“Yes sir!” Joey said. He bowed in respect and left.

Joey’s heart was fluttering the whole time he bounced down the stairs. He’d met Darren in the gym. Darren was his mentor, his Sir, the first stud to claim him and fuck him in the locker room. He worshiped Darren and all his hot muscles – and his very nice thick cock. To think one day he’d eclipse Darren was a crazy thought. Joey flexed. Still not nearly as big as Darren. One day at a time. He hoped it didn’t happen too fast though. He liked being a boy in service and having a gym buddy.

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Captions are 100% fictional. Source is here. This guy is really beefy. Check out his Tumblr that I just linked. He has his own calender.