Stop Right There Boy
Yes boy, I am talking to you.
I know you are scrolling through your dashboard or perhaps even browsing around my blog. I know you are a little turned on right now. But you could be so much more, you ache to be so much more. You sit there rubbing your boy dick. You want to be a good submissive boy.
You’ve been looking at pictures and reading words. You have been letting your mind wonder. Perhaps you want a cock in your mouth. Perhaps you want to be tied up. Or perhaps you just want a man to give you the structure and desire you need in life.
What underwear do you have on tonight?
Unless it is a pair of briefs or a jock… get up right now and change. You are not be reading my words, feeling that tingle inside your ear unless you dressed in a manner that expect out of my boy.
Good boy.
That is what you want isn’t it boy? You want to be a good boy. It isn’t just to be any boy. You want to be my boy. You went through that checklist of submission yesterday. You need more. You are ready to give in. You are ready to give yourself to me. It doesn’t even matter what “it” is, you want it. You find yourself needing it. You crave it.
You are a submissive boy. You are a little bitch boy. You are a cockslut. You are a fuck toy. You are a play toy. It doesn’t matter… you want to be all of that for me.
Come sit in my lap, boy.
Come show me what you are. Show me that I can touch you. Show me that I can graze my lips along your neck. Show me that you are mine. Show me that no one else matters. Allow me to touch your soft sweet skin. Allow me to slide my hand in your underwear and hold that which is mine.
I will never force you. I will never take it in a bout of rage. You will give it all to me. You offer it to me. You will want me to take it. I will make your very soul ache by my words. I want you to accept me. I want you to give yourself to me.
Look down at your underwear boy. Are you hard? Do I have an effect on you? This crude test is simple enough to know that you want me.
My dominance is different. You know that. If you respect me, I will respect you. I will teach you. I will hold you. I will treasure you. You will be your own person, but always come home to me.
You may not be near me right now boy. But perhaps in the future, you will be. Perhaps you will be mine soon enough. I am but a simple Man. A Man who needs a boy to grow and develop as a person. I will push you, but I want you to push me even more.
So I ask you… what you have you done to show me your submission?
Have you sent me the tender gift of adoration that so lovingly adorns my lips? Have you send me a message that fills my soul? Have you read my words and know my desires?
You can keep scrolling if you like, boy. But I ask you to take a moment and accept who and what you are.
I am waiting.















