Adam Sylvester

  In these bodies we will live, in these bodies we will die, and where you invest your love, you invest your life  

[dominantsylvester]

[thatbeauadams]

Text from Adam: How much would it distract you if I showed up to watch at your new job?

Text: Probably quite a bit but in a good way. Also my tips would probably go way up because with you watching me, I would definitely be hard the whole time.

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[thatbeauadams]

dominantsylvester​:

Text: That is a very good point. Maybe I should come. I could buy a lap dance from you.

Text: Why pay when you could get that for free, Sir?

[dominantsylvester]

Text: Just because occupying your attention like that at work somehow feels like some kind of power move to me. But it's true, I can have them any time. In fact, you should really get some more practice in, I think. Do you work tomorrow?

[thatbeauadams]

Text from Adam: How much would it distract you if I showed up to watch at your new job?

Text: Probably quite a bit but in a good way. Also my tips would probably go way up because with you watching me, I would definitely be hard the whole time.

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[dominantsylvester]

Text: That is a very good point. Maybe I should come. I could buy a lap dance from you.

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dominantsylvester​:

Is that what that is?  It smells like the time someone in my dorm in college tried to make ramen in the microwave without putting any water in it.

Sorry, dude. It was a moment of distraction that completely cost the life of a poor lemon cake. How the hell did someone not know ramen needed water? I worry about people sometimes.

[dominantsylvester]

I don't know, but it was almost one AM and he managed to set off the smoke detectors which meant the fire alarm went off and the whole dorm had to empty. All 500 of us just standing on the quad in the snow. We were not pleased. So hey, your lemon cake debacle was barely a mishap in comparison.

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Sorry to anyone who lives on the second floor of the Dominant building right now for the scent. It’s just burnt lemon cake, I promise the lemon smell will kick in soon and kind of make the burning a bit more bearable.

[dominantsylvester]

Is that what that is?  It smells like the time someone in my dorm in college tried to make ramen in the microwave without putting any water in it.

[dominantsylvester]

puckerjae​:

I’m sure you already got some offers for this, so instead I’m gonna pass on some wisdom I picked up from Ferdi. He said dryer sheets, you know the ones that are supposed to make your clothes and shit soft and smell good? He said rubbing those on you skin is supposed to help keep the mosquitoes away. I can give you some of those if you want?

Seriously?  It’s really hard to believe that that works.

[dominantsylvester]

everezra​:

It sounds nasty, but spit works on bug bites. And it’s free. And you never forget it.

...That sounds like one of those things people swear by but doesn’t actually do anything.

[dominantsylvester]

jacksonxschuester​:

You really should know at this point, Sir. I’ll be right there.

Being overprepared is one of your core character traits.  You’re like Batman.

[dominantsylvester]

subsilask​:

I think I heard that toothpaste can help Sir, or it might have been baking soda…

That sounds like a really good way to get some weird looks.

[dominantsylvester]

dommebelleg​:

I did, if you’re still in need. You know what helps preemptively? Bug spray.

You know, I tried that.  It didn’t work.  I don’t know if I didn’t use enough, or my bug spray isn’t very good, or I needed to reapply it, or what.  I’m trying someone else’s, though.

[dominantsylvester]

domdanielschue​:

I’m sure I have some in my first aid kit thanks to my mom and my brother.  Heh but enough that I can spare some.

Hah, yeah, not surprised.  I got some from Jackson, and honestly I should have just asked him to begin with, of course he has some.

[dominantsylvester]

thatbeauadams​:

“A spot for what?” Of course, his question was answered with a kiss and whispered command for patience - something he never had much of when it came to going into scenes with his Dom. Beau swallowed hard as he followed along behind Adam, his cock stirring slightly with each step as the plug shifted inside of him. He looked over the setup - someone had been busy this morning - and felt anticipation bubbling up low in his belly. What on earth did his creative man have planned? The gleam of scissors made his stomach flip, heat rushing through his veins. “You better get me a new one, this is one of my favorites,” Beau teased, flexing his shoulders slightly. “But I think I can get over it being sacrificed to the cause.” 

“I’ll get you two,” Adam promised as he cut off Beau’s shirt.  He tossed it and the scissors aside, and took a moment to run his hands over Beau’s exposed skin.  “We’re trying something new today,” he murmured, leaning in to kiss Beau’s jaw.  “I think you’ll like it.  But I’m going to check in as we go, and I expect you to say something the second you aren’t certain you like it.  You have ‘yellow’ for a reason and I expect you to use it if you need to slow down.  Understood?”  He kissed Beau’s lips firmly, but just for a moment, before guiding him down onto his knees on the blanket.  Then Adam set down his backpack and pulled out a pair of red candles, and a lighter.  He set them both on the ground and lit them while he spoke to Beau.  “There’s that whole opportunity for points if we use heat, and it made me realize I’ve never done this with you.  But I know how much you like pain, and I can only imagine the way you’ll writhe when I drip this on those pretty nipples.  Or maybe your balls, even.”  He sent Beau a grin.  “Lay on your back, beautiful.  Head pointing that way.”  He gestured to one of the trees that he’d set up with a rope already.  While the wax of the candles slowly started to melt and pool in the center, Adam knelt next to Beau and attached the rope around his hands to a loop at the base of the tree, so that Beau was laying on his back with his hands stretched above his head.  Adam ran his hand over Beau’s bare form and flicked his thumb over one of his nipple piercings, just enjoying playing with him.

[dominantsylvester]

thatbeauadams​:

He had known something would be happening, of course. They’d discussed it and even if they hadn’t - the memory of their scene the year before was too delicious to pass up a repeat of. Plus, Adam had quite obviously enjoyed it, and considering how much closer they were now, Beau couldn’t even imagine how explosive this one would be. The smile on Adam’s face, his hair still mussed from sleeping, gave him away before he even said anything. He bit his lip to try and keep himself from moaning too loudly as the plug was pushed inside of him (though admittedly, he was still somewhat open from the night before). Beau was slightly confused when he was told to get dressed, but did so anyway, in loose shorts and a tank, the plug seated deliciously in his body the whole time. Breakfast was difficult to get through, his sadistic Dom taking his sweet time. Everything was mostly cleaned up when Adam returned with the rope, his pulse pounding almost instantly. “Where are we walking to, Sir?” he asked, holding out his wrists obediently, his eyes lit up in anticipation of what was to come.

Adam loved making Beau wait, because it made him squirm and made him all the more desperate.  But he was too excited to wait all that long.  “Nowhere in particular,” he said with a shrug. “Just out into the woods.  I looked around yesterday and found us a spot.”  He tied the rope around Beau’s wrists with a simple knot, leaving a length of rope free which he held onto like a lead.  He tested the tightness briefly, then leaned into to press a quick kiss to Beau’s lips.  “Patience,” he chided, and started walking down a path away from their campsite.  It only took a few minutes before he turned onto a smaller path, a little less well traveled.  They were definitely out of the way, somewhere they weren’t going to on display to the whole school, but not so far that they could be sure no one would stumble upon them.  They might end up with an audience, but it was just as likely no one would see them.  He led Beau to the spot he’d chosen, which was made obvious by the fact that he’d already set up some supplies  there. In a little clearing, he’d laid out a small tarp secured to the ground with little stakes, and a blanket on top of it.  It was between three small trees, and he’d already set up ropes tied to each.  “I hope this isn’t a tank top you’re particularly attached to,” he said as he led Beau to the middle of the tarp and then set down his back pack, pulling out a pair of scissors.  “I’ll buy you a new one when we get back, but I need you naked now and I don’t want to untie your hands.”

[dominantsylvester]

jacksonxschuester​:

Where are you? I’ll bring you some. I brought two bottles of it. 

I should have just asked you directly, of course you have two.  I'm at my campsite.

[dominantsylvester]

Sequel || Beau/Adam

@thatbeauadams

Last summer’s camping trip, Adam had tied Beau to a tree and played with him before fucking him right there in the woods, and it had been one of their most memorable scenes, in his opinion.  Ever since the camping trip had been announced, Adam had been brainstorming ways to torture Beau in the middle of the woods again.  He was excited about it, and while usually his excitement didn’t show much, he knew Beau could tell, mostly because Adam was smiling more than normal.  He was too excited to wait long, and besides, he thought it would be better to do the scene in the morning, before it was too hot out.  So when he and Beau got up that morning, he grabbed Beau’s wrist to stop him and then had him lay on his stomach on the air mattress so Adam could lube him up and tease his hole, only to slide a plug in him and instruct him to get dressed.  Adam grinned at him mischievously and said only that there would be more after breakfast.  Adam ate slowly, just to drag it out and make Beau wait longer.  Finally, though, he was done, and he went to get his backpack, which he’d already packed with the supplies he wanted for their scene.  He came back out of the tent with a length of rope, which he showed to Beau with a grin.  “Give me your hands, beautiful.  We’re going on a walk.”

[dominantsylvester]

Did anyone bring any of that cream you put on bug bites?  Because I didn’t, and I should have.  Freaking mosquitoes.

[dominantsylvester]

He’s getting so big already.