But am I a Good Boy

possessive breeding 💭💭

laying my head on your lap so i can shove my face into your crotch

I need someone to do degrading object insertion on me. anything that might fit is fair game. wrench handle. little plastic figurines. a bunch of dice. panties. a beer bottle. markers. tv remotes. a baseball bat. mess around and figure out just how much I can take. make fun of me for not even being worth a real dildo

"my daughter turned out fine" actually it's your son and it's cumming on my knot while my teeth sink into its neck,

forced caretaking as a trope i think is like cocaine to people who know they need to be taken care of but have mental blocks in the way like yeah please do gently force me into a state of vulnerability so my body learns it is a safe thing to feel around you

Oh, you’re horny? That’s cute. Come hump my leg about it like the pathetic impatient little slut you are while I decide if I wanna fuck you or not.

the sexiest things for a boy to be are desperate and pathetic

You're so cute when you're this high *unzips pants and spreads your legs*

The fact that I started purring and turning to expose my neck once you had successfully hunted me down means nothing. Mind your business.

the intimacy of sleeping together, but not in a sexual way. the intimacy of feeling the warmth of their body in a cool room. their hands hugging you tightly. the intimacy of synchronized breathing. sleepy half-kisses. feeling safe. feeling warm. waking up and realizing how much you love them. how precious this is. finding the happiness on the tip of your fingers, brushing their hair. closing your eyes again. pulling closer. falling asleep.

i think being able to identify and deconstruct an irrational feeling should make it go away. i literally solved your riddle puzzle master can u let me OUT the damn TORTURE LABYRINTH

i had a dream where tornadoes were made illegal or something i just remember like a dozen police cars driving directly toward a tornado with their sirens on and all getting sucked into the tornado

Must have been the first Wednesday of the month

went for a walk in the woods today as part of my new mental health plan where i literally just treat myself like i'm my own pet dog

this shit works btw. walk the dog. feed the dog. make sure the dog has clean water. bathe the dog when it smells weird. this is all you need

have you walked the dog today? have you fed the dog today? does the dog need fresh water? does the dog smell weird?

I need all of the noise to be fucked out of my head. To just do whatever he tells me so I don't have to think anymore.

there are sad tboys out there with hard unsucked cocks. this is outrageous. i need to do something aboit this.

What? No I’m not blushing because you patted my shoulder and said in a warm loving tone “good job”- fuck you.

i think my new favorite thing is seeing how his hips buck off the mattress on their own and how his voice gets all low and hard when I overstimulate him