It’s Saturday afternoon, and I am on my back on the bed, enjoying Bear’s attention. He is stroking my cock with the help of some baby oil, and he’s finding a pattern that gets me more and more excited. It’s been a bit over 5 weeks since I last came, and so it doesn’t take …
Communication. It’s easy to call for it, I tell myself I’m great at it, until I find my insecurities got in the way. I don’t want to “bother” Bear. Left to my own desires, I’d have kinky play and sex daily, and I don’t want to be a pest. So, when I feel lonely or …
October saw me wearing Bear’s collar daily, and sometimes day and night. I loved it. I felt kept and eager to serve Bear. Bear, in turn, tells me he loves seeing it on me more and more. My neck, unfortunately, did not love it. Major knots, which interfered with the healing of my shoulder. So …
Punished I had forgotten to take off the cock ring I wear around the house, when I was out taking the dog to the park. Well, more to the point, taking the dog to the park while the daughter learns to drive me there. Let’s say I was more than just a bit preoccupied. I figured …
We were going to run out to see the Germany – Brazil game (also: HOLY FUCK). In the driveway, I had one of those “too horny to stand” moments. A sudden surge of need and pleasure that has me struggling not to moan, and so I braced forwards against the car for a moment. “Are you …