S, at least in part
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Gods, you’re lovely
December 4, 2025 at 2:03 PM
Gods, you’re lovely
Are you trying to distract me? Cheeky, very cheeky. No, don’t stop. Please don’t stop.
December 3, 2025 at 11:27 PM
Are you trying to distract me? Cheeky, very cheeky. No, don’t stop. Please don’t stop.
Who’s up whispering filthy things to themselves in the dark
December 2, 2025 at 2:07 AM
Who’s up whispering filthy things to themselves in the dark
[light pat on your ass]
[gentle nip at your shoulder]
“You did so well. So fucking well. Keep breathing. No, don’t try to talk yet. Just stay here. A bit longer now.”
[gentle nip at your shoulder]
“You did so well. So fucking well. Keep breathing. No, don’t try to talk yet. Just stay here. A bit longer now.”
December 1, 2025 at 4:53 AM
[light pat on your ass]
[gentle nip at your shoulder]
“You did so well. So fucking well. Keep breathing. No, don’t try to talk yet. Just stay here. A bit longer now.”
[gentle nip at your shoulder]
“You did so well. So fucking well. Keep breathing. No, don’t try to talk yet. Just stay here. A bit longer now.”
“You’re so warm, so soft, curled up like this. No, don’t move, don’t you dare move. Oh fuck, if you do that… you don’t want to know what you’re in for. Oh sure, you’re smiling now…” [growl]
December 1, 2025 at 4:50 AM
“You’re so warm, so soft, curled up like this. No, don’t move, don’t you dare move. Oh fuck, if you do that… you don’t want to know what you’re in for. Oh sure, you’re smiling now…” [growl]
“Say it, I need you to say it. I know it’s hard—look at you, you’re a mess, such a beautiful mess. But I need to know that you want it. I can’t give it to you until you ask me. You know the rules. I can fucking see it in your eyes, I just need to hear the words. That’s it. There it is…”
December 1, 2025 at 4:46 AM
“Say it, I need you to say it. I know it’s hard—look at you, you’re a mess, such a beautiful mess. But I need to know that you want it. I can’t give it to you until you ask me. You know the rules. I can fucking see it in your eyes, I just need to hear the words. That’s it. There it is…”
Let me be your monster
November 29, 2025 at 3:11 AM
Let me be your monster
The beard is getting a bit wild, but maybe that’s how you like it
November 21, 2025 at 12:41 PM
The beard is getting a bit wild, but maybe that’s how you like it
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The small of your back while you grind on me
October 23, 2023 at 5:40 PM
The small of your back while you grind on me
Just an unmoored fellow looking to be anchored in you
November 19, 2025 at 9:46 PM
Just an unmoored fellow looking to be anchored in you
“Yeah? And what are you going to do about it?”
November 19, 2025 at 4:50 PM
“Yeah? And what are you going to do about it?”
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Spread your legs for me and call it ethical consumption
November 18, 2025 at 2:26 PM
Spread your legs for me and call it ethical consumption
Spread your legs for me and call it ethical consumption
November 18, 2025 at 2:26 PM
Spread your legs for me and call it ethical consumption
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I wonder how many of you I've helped cum, and how often my words still come back to you as your back arches, as you reach for that piece of oblivion. I would hope you'd tell me, and that you'd feel a flutter in your belly as you type the words. Who doesn't like a good confession. I'll be waiting.
November 15, 2025 at 10:57 PM
I wonder how many of you I've helped cum, and how often my words still come back to you as your back arches, as you reach for that piece of oblivion. I would hope you'd tell me, and that you'd feel a flutter in your belly as you type the words. Who doesn't like a good confession. I'll be waiting.
Your head nestled into my neck, your chest pressed against my shoulder, so I can feel your heartbeat, which quickens because you’re not thinking about cuddling anymore
November 16, 2025 at 11:19 AM
Your head nestled into my neck, your chest pressed against my shoulder, so I can feel your heartbeat, which quickens because you’re not thinking about cuddling anymore
I wonder how many of you I've helped cum, and how often my words still come back to you as your back arches, as you reach for that piece of oblivion. I would hope you'd tell me, and that you'd feel a flutter in your belly as you type the words. Who doesn't like a good confession. I'll be waiting.
November 15, 2025 at 10:57 PM
I wonder how many of you I've helped cum, and how often my words still come back to you as your back arches, as you reach for that piece of oblivion. I would hope you'd tell me, and that you'd feel a flutter in your belly as you type the words. Who doesn't like a good confession. I'll be waiting.
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Bored and curious.
November 14, 2025 at 10:29 PM
Bored and curious.
Do tell me what’s on your mind
November 13, 2025 at 5:30 AM
Do tell me what’s on your mind
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"No need to go to the restaurant car, darling," she purred. "I've got something for you right here."
Though the landscape rushing by in the window was impressive, I knew I would prefer the warm dark under her skirt and how her muffled moans matched the wheezing and creaking of the regional train.
Though the landscape rushing by in the window was impressive, I knew I would prefer the warm dark under her skirt and how her muffled moans matched the wheezing and creaking of the regional train.
November 12, 2025 at 9:38 PM
"No need to go to the restaurant car, darling," she purred. "I've got something for you right here."
Though the landscape rushing by in the window was impressive, I knew I would prefer the warm dark under her skirt and how her muffled moans matched the wheezing and creaking of the regional train.
Though the landscape rushing by in the window was impressive, I knew I would prefer the warm dark under her skirt and how her muffled moans matched the wheezing and creaking of the regional train.
We’ll take the train across the country—spying on backyards and spray-painted ruins, fooling around in the sleeping car—and years later you’ll still feel the rhythm of the tracks under you and something of our heat, our impatience, and how your lips parted then, ever so slightly, yes just like that
November 12, 2025 at 8:27 AM
We’ll take the train across the country—spying on backyards and spray-painted ruins, fooling around in the sleeping car—and years later you’ll still feel the rhythm of the tracks under you and something of our heat, our impatience, and how your lips parted then, ever so slightly, yes just like that
Are you sure you want to get up? Or are you trying to get up just so that I grab you—preferably one arm wrapped around your waist and my other hand firmly digging into your thigh, poised to toss you on your back and immediately start—
November 11, 2025 at 11:03 AM
Are you sure you want to get up? Or are you trying to get up just so that I grab you—preferably one arm wrapped around your waist and my other hand firmly digging into your thigh, poised to toss you on your back and immediately start—
Someone was talking about beards and I was feeling moody, so… you should probably lean back and let me get to work
November 10, 2025 at 7:38 PM
Someone was talking about beards and I was feeling moody, so… you should probably lean back and let me get to work