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“So far? Six, but I so need more.”
Peter thought about that for a second and shrugged. “Ok this is probably a stupid question, but why do you need six skate boards?”

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kyliesxworld:
“So far? Six, but I so need more.”
Peter thought about that for a second and shrugged. “Ok this is probably a stupid question, but why do you need six skate boards?”
gctnailcd:
Thelo leaned back, watching Peter curiously. He was the one who would choose and he would willingly take any position, he got cuddles so this was making him happy. He licked his lips. “Well, everyone loves being little spoon, I love it myself so it’s understandable.” He fixed his short hair some. “I am not what you would call big and strong, more of a lanky tall person but I can lay on you if you prefer that.” He winked at him some. “Doesn’t mean we can change position at some time.”
“True the only people that don’t like being the little spoon are either paranoid or assholes. Sometimes both.” He spoke sagely as if he knew exactly what he was talking about.Then he rolled his eyes as Thelo argued he didn’t have a big strong body. “Hush and let me flatter you.” He smiled and pointed at the man as he spoke up his idea. “Now that’s brilliant here I thought I was stuck with just one choice when really we don’t have to decide at all.”
“Why did anyone invent a day like international kissing day? Is it a day to mock people like me?”
“Oh come on you know that’s not true. It’s national make prudes uncomfortable day in reality. And you don’t look like a prude.”
“Think I’m gonna buy me another skateboard.”
“Just how many do you have?”
gctnailcd:
“I am sure my neighbors love when I just walk outside naked and get my post.” Thelo grinned and nodded slowly when Peter joined him, being completely naked. “Oh look at you.. jackpot.” He licked his lower lip shortly and of course moved a bit on the couch. “Oh well, so many possibilities. Spooning? You wanna lay on me? Or do you enjoy having tall men laying on you?” He watched Peter some while he ran a hand through his own hair.
Peter chuckled very easily able to picture the man casually strolling out of his house naked to check the mail. Peter smiled at the little compliment and add just a bit of a wiggle in his walk as he made his way over. “So many good options.” Peter paused obviously weighing his options. “Spooning does sound nice long as I get to be the little spoon, but then I’ve always been a fan of having a big strong body pinning me down too it’s practically impossible to pick.”
gctnailcd:
Thelo was laying on his back, comfy on his couch, long legs stretched out. His head turned and he was facing the door, hearing a voice from the front door and the corridor he knew Peter arrived. “It’s my free day, you are lucky I showered. But I live the nudist lifestyle at home.” He sat up slowly, waiting for Peter to join him. “When I am on my own there is hardly any reason to get dressed.”
Peter seemed to think about that and laughed. “Okay fair enough. I bet your neighbors across the street from you love it.” He winked as he folded his clothes neatly and tucked them out of the way by the door. “Though it’s mean to tease.” He winked playfully as he walked over to the couch. “Budge over make room for me. I was promised cuddles.”
gctnailcd:
[text;Thelo] I might be?
[text;Thelo] Pff, you think I got dressed at all today?
Peter much jogged up to the man’s place and instead of answering the text he did pause to read he decided to answer it as he let himself in with the key he was told about. “Might is very ambigious.” He laughed and smirked. “And lazy ass how did you not get dressed all day?” Of course as he said that he was already stripping after all it wasn’t fair to be the only dressed one.
gctnailcd:
[text;Thelo] Totally no soul. [text;Thelo] You might not return if you get harmed so well, I of course warn you of the dangers. I am also a bit of a danger.
[Text Peter:] Oh are you now? You’ll have to tell me about these dangers as we cuddle.
[Text;Peter:] Parking hope your naked already.
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[text;Thelo] I really don’t know. People that don’t like cuddles will always seem weird to me. [text;Thelo] My reward, good thing. Well, there is a spare key under the door mat you can use. Make sure not to fall over my board!
[text: Peter] Anyone who doesn’t like cuddles probably has no soul.
[text: Peter] Thanks for the warning. Almost there.
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[text;Thelo] It doesn’t even have to be sexual. I just love cuddles and being naked. [text;Thelo] That’s why I am a good waiter, always hoping for the good things coming my way.
[text; Peter:] Noted and besides who doesn’t love a good cuddle or nudity.
[text; Peter:] Well don’t worry your reward is on the way probably about ten minutes out.
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[text;Thelo] Oh really? What else is it called then when you are just cuddling while being naked? [text;Thelo] Wonderful. I am a patient waiter.
[text:Peter] Type it into google I’m pretty sure you’ll get the idea.
[text: Peter] Well you know what they say about good things and those who wait.
[text;Thelo] Cuddles? [text;Thelo] Like naked cuddles?
[text; Peter] Pretty sure that’s not called cuddles
[text; Peter] But then what do I know? Also Im on my way.
“You know, I missed being here. I haven’t had sex or anything in over two weeks. So who’s taking me out to party tonight?” Neel asked with a chuckle.
“Two entire weeks? However have you survived?” Peter’s tone was somehow both sarcastic and sympathetic at the same time. “They are having a little party at Never Never. Not that every night isnt a party there but still might be fun and I did promise to stop by.”
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peter98435:
Peter wasn’t sure what was more of a turn on the way the man was pushing his face into his armpit or the way he was talking about it. It was easy to obey and while the task was demanding it was so fucking sexy. He gave a low groan as his face was shoved into the other pit he did hesitate rubbing his face into the man’s underarm as if trying to pick up the man’s scent.
Nor did he hesitate at the next order in fact there was little he’d like to do more. He was so eager his hands were a little clumsy as he started undoing the man’s pants. It was obvious he could hardly wait and as soon as the man’s pants were off he pretty much scrambled to put his head against the man’s stomach.
So far Ronan was finding Peter to being a great submissive. He worked his armpits and made him moan and even more he was eager to get Ronan naked. His nine inch cock was half hard at the ideas he had going through his head of what he was going to have Peter do. He let his hands stroke through the man’s hair before pulling him back so that they could look into each other’s eyes. “You’re a good slut,” he said with a grin.
He stood up and grabbed the base of his cock so that he could slap it across the male’s plump lips. “Now, you’re going to go stand against that wall over there, feet apart and arch your back. I want to taste that booty,” he said as he continued to slap his dick against the man’s mouth. “And you’re not going to hold back any of those slutty sounds, got it? Before you go stand I want you to show me how much of my dick you can take. Hold it there for five seconds and then get to the position I told you.”
God how he loved those simple little words praise. He supposed most would be insulted by being called a slut, but to Peter they were the perfect words. Combined with the way the man was handling him it was perfect.
The next orders came quickly but that just made it better. Of course it didn't hurt that the orders were just what he wanted to hear. The very specific task went straight to his cock and he showed his eagerness by quickly complying. It wasn't a long trip to the man's cock since he had been nuzzling his stomach, but he moved as quickly as he could. But for once he didn't obey perfectly this time because he just couldn't resist savoring his first taste. Technically he should have just taken the man's cock deep as he could, but it seemed a shame not enjoy it. So instead him licked the length slowly. With some Doms he knew the act would mean instant trouble, but in this case it was well worth it.
@Eros
peter98435:
Peter had found over the years it was the little things that made a meeting either okay or memorable. So while it was only a single spank it was an incredibly good sign. Besides he loved the way that single spank left him smarting. He knew there was a red mark without seven having to look and that had his cock go from stirring to hard.
He licked his lips at the question and shrugged. “I don’t like to set a lot of limits. I kind of like letting you do what you do you know. Just no shit and no marks that won’t disappear in a few days.” He spoke almost distractedly more focused on getting on the bed and his task than setting his limits. But he had been pretty honest he didn’t like to limit his dominants and he kind of liked the risk that he be ordered to do something he didn’t really enjoy. But of course the real distraction was the man sitting on the bed waiting for his attention. He crawled up the bed towards the man. He didn’t hesitate burying his face in the man’s armpit his tongue darting out immediately.
“Only marks that fade, got it,” Ronan said as he watched the naked male move over to him and put his face in his armpit. He moaned at the feeling, his free hand going to push the face into his armpit even more. “Fuck, get that scent all over your face,” he growled softly before letting Peter’s hair go. “Other side,” he commanded.
His eyes closed as he enjoyed the feeling of having his body worshipped just right. He grabbed the male by the back of the hair and tugged him away from his arm pit and moved in to kiss him roughly, his tongue shoving into the male’s mouth. “Is serving me getting you hard?” he asked against the male’s lips with a grin. “Get me naked. Once I’m naked stay on your knees but put you head against my stomach to let me know you’re ready for what I’m going to need to do next. Got it?”
Peter wasn't sure what was more of a turn on the way the man was pushing his face into his armpit or the way he was talking about it. It was easy to obey and while the task was demanding it was so fucking sexy. He gave a low groan as his face was shoved into the other pit he did hesitate rubbing his face into the man's underarm as if trying to pick up the man's scent.
Nor did he hesitate at the next order in fact there was little he'd like to do more. He was so eager his hands were a little clumsy as he started undoing the man's pants. It was obvious he could hardly wait and as soon as the man's pants were off he pretty much scrambled to put his head against the man's stomach.
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“Mmm, I love it when my boys are just as eager for me as I am for them,” The black man rumbles sexily in Peter’s ear. His hands roam over that back while his nose and lips nuzzle that sensitive skin below his new lover’s ear. Finding the waistband of the jock/thong* he snapped the waistband playfully as he nipped lightly at the younger man’s ear. “God damn boy, I love the way you smell, the way you taste…fuck you’re going to make a professional leave marks, you know that, boy?”
Oh, Peter hadn’t left hickies on a playmate in ages. If they were working in a film, it was the worst thing that could be done to a star; having to wait days for the swelling to subside meant days that the model couldn’t be used in shoots. No painter likes to work with a canvas marked up by someone else. Hell, it was one of the few rules he had for his sugar babies. No love bites, no hickies. It was a profound sign of disrespect to him as a sugar daddy to have one of ‘his’ boys marked by another man. While he didn’t really give a shit if they were marked physically, he did take it as an insult levied by another man at him. Which was just something he did not take lightly, and had driven men to ruin for less.
But this boy, this other Peter? He was his. Whether or not the younger man knew it or not, he was his, and he felt an irrepressible desire to mark him. To claim him. To see that sign that this boy belonged to him.
“Yeah baby? Is your daddy the biggest stud you’ve ever taken, hmm?” Peter wasn’t entirely surprised by this. A porn icon in his day, that legend stemmed not just for his stamina and reload time, but at least half of it was based centrally around his meat. Feeling how eager and well equipped Peter was to take it was delicious. Seeing how turned on and completely satisfied the boy was by it was incredibly erotic. “You feel so good baby…how often do you think you can take a fucking by a beast like your daddy, hmm?”
God he loved the man's voice. He was already feeling delicious sensations from the man's beautiful cock following him, but the sound of the man's voice filling his ear made him want to purr. But that was nothing in comparison to what Peter was saying. He couldn't help but shiver at the idea of the man marking him. He loved being marked. "Please Daddy mark me please." His tone was full of yearning. His eyes begged for it. And as he begged he slowly started to rise again. The question made him smirk just a little even though he was quite distracted. "Oh god whenever you want to Daddy."
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peter98435:
Eye contact was just one of those things Peter subconsciously didn’t do especially once play had started. He honestly hadn’t realized he had already dropped eye contact until the man lifted his chin up to make him look him in the eye. He licked his lips as the man pulled him close in a way that made his breath hitch as he got the answer he had been hoping for. He nodded a bit dumbly as he heard the instructions. “Yes sir.” He nodded again as he turned to lead to the private room he had been assigned. Having a private room was one of the best parts of the premium membership he had been given. While he did like his public play the rooms were way better stocked with toys and equipment they both could enjoy.
As he reached the room he checked back unable to help himself his eagerness showing. He opened the door and immediately started to undress before even stepping in. He was somewhat awkwardly stepping out of his pants as soon as he entered the room and his underwear weren’t far behind.
Once Ronan got Peter to look him in the eye was when he knew they were all good. When he gave a yes sir and started walking he grinned. It was a nice change of pace to be the dom instead of being submissive. He liked both roles but in his day to day life he liked playing the more dominate role. When they got to the private room he noticed the male starting to strip. He let his eyes wonder over the man’s form and grinned as he swung his hand to slap the man’s bare ass, leaving a red mark.
“I’m going to need to know what is off limits,” he said as he moved to take a seat on the bed. “When you’re done getting naked I want you to come worship my pits,” he said as he lifted his arms to flex, exposing his armpits to the male. “Worship them like you love them.”
Peter had found over the years it was the little things that made a meeting either okay or memorable. So while it was only a single spank it was an incredibly good sign. Besides he loved the way that single spank left him smarting. He knew there was a red mark without seven having to look and that had his cock go from stirring to hard.
He licked his lips at the question and shrugged. "I don't like to set a lot of limits. I kind of like letting you do what you do you know. Just no shit and no marks that won't disappear in a few days." He spoke almost distractedly more focused on getting on the bed and his task than setting his limits. But he had been pretty honest he didn't like to limit his dominants and he kind of liked the risk that he be ordered to do something he didn't really enjoy. But of course the real distraction was the man sitting on the bed waiting for his attention. He crawled up the bed towards the man. He didn't hesitate burying his face in the man's armpit his tongue darting out immediately.