So…he wasnt exactly a little, a middle, or a big. He had some tendancies for all three at times but very little of the actual headspace for any of them.
He wanted to be taken care of and slightly dominated…but he liked being cheeky and push some boundaries. Maybe he was a brat? A little brat or a middle brat? No clue. He was a switch in some respects because he could be dominant if he needed to…he…just didn’t want to.
Every relationship he’d been in thus far had him taking charge and making decisions. He was submissive, or at least he wanted to give it a go after so long of being a dominant.
“Playing dress up and having tea parties….snuggling with stuffed animals…”
He read aloud as he wrote things down, shaking his head. He had two columns. One of things that are generally associated and that most in that catagory liked, and the other was what he liked…so far his side was empty except for a few things.
He didnt want to act like a child, or really a teen. He simply wanted control to be taken from him for a while. To not worry and know someone who cared about him had his best interests at heart.
Adulting was hard. Between life, work, and college, it would be nice to have a few hours out of the day not to worry so much.
He stretched as he scooted away from his desktop to take a break. He didn’t have any classes and he was finally off today from work, so he figured it would be the best day to do a deep dive on what to expect when coming into this.
-he wanted to be equal overall in the relationship.
-but have a difference to treating him as more inexperienced.
-he wanted be spoiled…just a bit.
-he wanted to be able to call his dom. Daddy. Anytime they agreed on.
-baby boy, young man, and general terms of endearments for him.
-no terms like: kid, boy, little boy, squirt…nothing that would be seen as overtly sexualizing him as a minor. It just felt creepy. Baby and baby boy were excempt because he felt he could get away with it since most people tended to call their partners this. Slave was a hard no as well.
-he didnt like calling his Dominant: master, or Dom, at least outside of explaining things, it just felt weird. He had been scrolling past a few websites till he found a small community sever. It had a wealth of knowledge and stories from both perspectives and what not/ to do in certain situations.
Riku spent a good few hours on the site. He had decided to join to actually talk with a few of them. They all seemed nice and understanding. He had a few friend requests from them.
Riku felt giddy that anyone had even bothered to talk to him, much less so many within that night. However he could only assume they were thirsty guys who he’d only interact with once on the site and probably never hear from them again.
He got a message from each and he found out they all knew one another, each being a moderator. They talked at length with him and gave resources to him to use for his homework.
They didnt do anything overtly creepy and for a month, they were the ones filling in the blanks and helping keep him sane through school and his romantic blunders. His therapist warned him of proper online etiquette, but was happy to see Riku knew more about what he wanted.
It took four months for him to meet up with them, Riku being the one to express the want.
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