Can Someone Please Fuck Me In Their Hoodie?

no you don't get it, when i say i need him, i don't just mean he makes me horny (although yes, that too). i mean i want to press my body to his until there's no space left to close so i can feel his warmth. i want to kiss every part of his skin that i can and then taste his tongue while we make out. i want to touch him in exactly the ways i know make him sigh and squirm. i want to bite and scratch him, and mark him as my own. i want to have my lips over his while i fingerfuck him so he has to moan and whine in my mouth. i want to make him cum with my tongue again and again until he has tears in his eyes and he can't think anymore. i want to whisper in his ear and tell him what a good boy, what a beautiful little mess he is while he takes my strap. i want to cuddle with him after and gently kiss his forehead as he goes limp in my arms and drifts to sleep. i need all of him

thinking about the mouth watering sounds that leave a boys pretty mouth the second your strap enters him. the little gasp and immediate “oh fuck” as you begin to stuff them full

you can absolutely call your genitalia a tdick even if you are pre t

not having tdick in my mouth right now as i speak while the owner of said tdick keeps his hand in my hair to set the pace is criminal

what's that called? when a dom just can't help but be vocal about how badly they want you. when they just keep grunting in your ear, when they talk to you, telling you how hard and wet you're making them, when they describe how you're making them feel. doms who forgive so easily when you misbehave, because you're just their lovely thing. doms who make you look at yourselves in the mirror, whispering all the filthiest details of what they want to do to you. doms who keep fucking you after you came, or hell, after they came, because you feel too good and they just can't stop.

needy doms. yeah that one. i want that one.

passed my exam who's gonna bend me over and jerk me off while chanting "good boy" over and over in my ear as a reward? applications open

go support!!

hi everyone! i’ve got some news for you, i’m turning 24 in a week

this past year has been hard in a lot of ways – coming to terms with my sexuality and coming out, separating with my spouse because of that, losing two jobs (and it wasn’t even my fault!), losing friends (wasn’t my fault either), and this is on top of other shit that’s been going on in my life for the last couple of years. on the bright side, i’ve started testosterone nine months ago, and yes, a month ago i started this blog which’s been a source of a lot of joy and confidence for me in these harsh times. so thank you all for being here!

anyway, if you want to give me a b-day gift, here’s my аmаzоn wіshlіst and buу mе а соffее. if you tір or buу mе а gіft, you can dm me and request a pic or a gif with your gift or otherwise <3 also i would really appreciate it, since my medical bills skyrocketed recently and, well, i lost two jobs 😬

please note that i won’t be sending pictures of my naked chest. also if you open my buу mе а соffeе, there’s a little face reveal ;)

this will be the pinned post for a while but the questionary is still on! send me your lewd asks <3

and thanks y’all for being here once again!

"good boy," they smile as the small end of the strapless strap slips inside my wet hole easily, "you're so worked up there's no resistence." They start to pump their hand up and down the shaft of the strap, grinding the base into my erect tdick and smirking as I moan and whine. "oh you needed this, didn't you?" they ask and I nod feverishly as the friction makes my body tense and clench around the strap, "please can I cum?" they chuckle, "already?" and slide their hand down to rock the base against my cock harder. "yes! Yes! Please can I cum?" I gasp as my body starts to tremble and buck back against them. "cum for me then," they grin as I groan and moan and grab them as I cum, barely waiting a second before they start to mount the strap and sink down on me, "you better not be too sensitive for this," they growl in my ear, sending shivers down my spine and grazing their teeth along my neck as they start to ride me. My eyes roll back and I cling onto them as the dizzying pleasure peaks again.

“good boy” great now i’m whining and begging for it. thanks

I cannot brat at all I'm too starved of praise and affirmation that I'm being good and doing good I will literally follow any command given to me if it means I'll get that rush from the praise I'm given