Crying
I saw him cry for the first time in early May. I had spent most of our hangout telling him that he was a pushover. I was being mean but it's true. He stayed quiet and I could see him thinking about stuff, reflecting maybe. He told me he wanted to tell me something but was afraid I'd make fun of him which makes sense since I was bullying him a minute before. He told me and when I asked why I would judge him when I've gone through the same situation he started crying. I wasn't too sure on what to do but I held him. I always knew I was into dacryphilia but seeing him so fragile made my attraction more intense. His pale and rosy face, the sniffling, his little sobs, gosh the shaking... its all too cute for me. While holding him I started feeling horny. I felt so perverted. He trusts me enough to be vulnerable and I'm thinking about ways to make him cry- either out of pain or pleasure, its equally satisfactory for me.
