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joosty learning that your strap in his mouth is so much better than a stupid cigarette, so much more satisfying.

he was apprehensive at first-he's not gay after all—the most he'd done in that regard was joke about sucking dick, little quips at shows or at friends that he'll "suck their dick" because he loves them so much. but now? now, he's sitting on his knees in front of you, blushing when confronted with a "real" cock between his favorite pair of thighs. joost feels shy and flustered, after getting his dick sucked a million times by you, he surprisingly doesn't even know where to start when it's your turn.

his mind is only eased by the idea that if his teeth accidentally scrape, you won't get hurt. and the way you look down at him, pupils wide and dark, almost breathless with anticipation, you want this sooooo bad—he can see it.

stuffing his mouth with your cock feels so awkward at first, joost flicks his eyes up to yours, seeking validation that he's doing it right. your jaw slacks open, watching the gentle and slow bob of joosts head up and down your strap. his plush lips and blonde mustache stretch around your girth, this strap is average size, nothing crazy for joosts first blowjob [and inevitably his first pegging afterwards;P]. the movements of his mouth are clearly exploratory, cheeks hollowing, tongue laving over the silicone veins and ridges, the head poking the inside of his cheek every once in a while.

you cup joost under his chin, thumb petting his jaw, gentle praises fall out of your mouth, his confidence builds—your moans sound like you actually fucking feel it—and that turns him on so baaaad :((. this thing is you, his favorite person in the whole wide world suddenly grew a dick and he’s just doing what any good boyfriend would do in this situation…suck you dry!!!!!

it turns joost on even more to think he’s trying to replicate your movements when you give him a blowjob onto you. copying what he knows he loves and feels good when you do it to him. he takes more of your length into his mouth, hands gripping your thighs for stability, baby blue eyes locked onto yours. you can’t help but to grab his hair now, pressing down ever so slightly so he takes even more and more. when joost feels so full with your strap, he gags and pulls away, there’s a sparkle in his eye, like holy shit…this is FUNNNN.

and from that day on, joost honestly becomes OBSESSED with giving you blowies!!! even if you’re not going to peg him later, sometimes his oral fixation kicks in and baby boy wants to feel your [now bigger] strap fucking his whole mouth open, sliding against his tongue, making him gag and drool :(( its so cute because no one knows that he’s actually soooo cock-hungry for you and his friends would call him gay for sucking dick, but it’s YOUR dickkkk he doesn’t care !! :((

joosty wants to hear you praise him, telling him that he’s such a good little puppy for licking your cock, loving the teasing sneer in your voice when you realize he usually has so much to say until his mouth is too full to talk. he wants to feel your fingers scratch his scalp, tug his hair to make him go faster or slower, push his head down so he has to keep your length stuffed in his little throat. the weight of your strap on his tongue is so fucking delicious, especially when you make him stick his tongue out and smack your cock on it :(( orrr smacking your strap on his fucking face!!

i could literally think about this alllll day ughh i’m going crazyyyy i need it i need it i need it i need it 😵‍💫

Golden Retiever Boyfriend usually means an archetype, a happy go-lucky, easily excited kind of guy. To you, it means the man with the wagging tail rummaging around in your kitchen cabinets. Your Golden Retriever Boyfriend has the ears and tail to match. He’s smiley and sweet and your best friend in the whole world.

Joost kisses you once he finds the popcorn and starts it in the microwave. He almost gets you up on the counter top before you remind him of the popcorn, he pouts but retrieves it. Because of course he does, because you asked him to, because, well…Why wouldn’t he listen to you? He’s not far behind when you lead him to the living room, and once you sit he gets comfortable on you, head in your lap like the sweet puppy he is. You feed him popcorn and pet his head as you two watch a movie. He gets squirmy near the end and starts trying to snuffle at your crotch but you insist you want to finish the movie. You just want to see how good he’ll be, trapped between his desire and being told No. He wiggles himself around, laying on his tummy, tail swaying lazily behind him as he grabs at you and smushes his face against your thighs.

He’s such a silly boy, but he’s your silly boy and you love him. Credits roll and the streaming service starts playing something else but you pay it no mind as you convince Joost to kneel by your feet instead. He goes easily, hands stroking your legs as he stares at you all love eyes. He asks softly for permission when his hands reach the hem on your shorts, and you give it, lifting yourself slightly to let him take the clothing off of you. He whines a little, big hands squeezing at your thighs, before he’s pulling your thighs open and shoving his face against you once more. The little noises he makes are muffled as he nuzzles against your clothed center, sniffing at your panties. 

You love his eccentricities, especially this one, the way he loves sniffing you, everywhere, it’s just sweet. He always compliments the fragrance you use. His face frequently at your neck, nosing at your chest, sniffing at your underarms when you let him, but his favorite is here. He’s such a dog, sniffing your crotch whenever he can, always wanting to snuffle at your cunt and breathe you in. He laps at you through your underwear, little pink tongue poking from his lips as he licks. You let him for a moment before easing his head back, or trying to. You tell him No gently when tries to resist you, biting at your underwear. But you get him to stop and he helps tug your underwear down and off your legs. He sighs at the sight of you, your soft wet cunt, glistening slightly. You want this as much as he does, he loves seeing the proof, loves knowing you want him this way, depraved and needy. 

He is slow as he starts, sniffing at the scent of your skin, licking at you, moving then to kiss your inner thigh simply because he thought of it. Then he takes one long lick up the center of your cunt, and relishes the way you sigh at the feeling, relishes the taste of you too. He laps at you again, pressing his tongue against your folds, just licking, not dipping in just yet. He presses your thighs open a little more, hands sliding up to frame your cunt before he’s spreading you open. You can’t help the noise that spills from you when he licks your clit, his fingers holding you open so he can focus his attention there. The tip of his tongue playing with the tip of your clit before pressing against you fully. He dives down suddenly, licking up the slick that’s leaked from you. He’s always such a messy eater, spit slips from his tongue onto you when he comes up, but with a hand in his shaggy, sandy blond hair, you push him back down. His giggle muffled as he gets back to work, happily eating you out, playing with your clit, stuffing his fingers in your needy hole, he could spend hours between your legs licking you, playing with you, breathing in your scent. He loves it so much, he loves making you feel good. So much so that when you cum on his tongue, he doesn’t let up. He groans at the taste of you, lapping up your cum, one hand holding your thigh down, the other rubbing your sensitive clit. The overstimulation is almost dizzying, the insistent way he licks at your hole and rubs your clit, sending you tumbling into another orgasm shortly after the first. You hold his head away from you when he tries for a third, breathlessly telling him No and he listens. He pouts and whines but he listens, and he obeys when you tell him to pick up your clothing and follow you to the bedroom.

He’s often insatiable, your boy. Just a horny needy mutt, thinking with his dick. He always loves being near you, touching you in some way, even if that’s just you petting his tail, or him leaning on your shoulder, holding your hand whenever you go out with him, but especially it’s his hand down your shirt on your breast, or touching your thigh, gripping your waist. He stops when told to, always obedient. But you don’t frequently tell him to stop, you like his hands on you too. You always reward him after anyway, once you’re no longer busy and can give your puppy attention, tell him he’s such a good boy for behaving.

He whimpers softly as you gently push his shirt up, it’s a little tight around his middle. Then your hand makes contact with him and he’s in bliss, head falling against the bed, laying back and enjoying it. “Such a good boy, huh, puppy?” You coo at him, rubbing his tummy.

“Ja, altijd voor jou..” he mumbles softly, a sweet sound coming from him when you lightly scratch at him, nails dragging over his skin gently, because you know he likes it. He loves it, loves being praised and pet like the doggy he is.

“That’s right, baby. Always such a good good boy for me,” You push his shirt up a little. “Take your shirt off, Joost.”

He sits up and tugs it off, giving it to you and awaiting the praise. “Thank you, good boy,” You simply drop it off the side of the bed and lean in to kiss him. He melts, kissing back and moaning against your mouth. “Go ahead, lie down.” He pouts, not being allowed to kiss you anymore but obeys of course.

His beautiful body all for you, his soft, squishy tummy, his fuzzy chest too, his nipples hard already. “Pretty puppy, such a pretty puppy..” You pet him all over, rubbing his chest moving down to his belly then back up. His beautiful, soft body, plush under your fingers, feeling his skin jump slightly when you poke at the beauty marks on his tummy. Just giving him all the love you can, he’s your sweet boy after all. Well, you do ignore the bulge in his sweatpants, so maybe not all your love. 

“What does puppy want, hm?” You ask him, still stroking his tummy.

“Huh?” His brain’s all mush, poor boy. 

“What do you want, puppy? Do you wanna fuck me?” You pause petting him so he can think about his answer.

“Oh. Please, I want that so bad. Wanna cum in you so bad..” He sits up on his elbows, looking at you so sweetly. 

“You’ve deserve that so much, baby. Such a good boy for me, you’ve been soo good today.” You lean in and kiss him again, rubbing your hands over his back, guiding him gently to sit up. “Puppy wanna touch me, huh?”

Joost nods, hands coming to undo the button on your pants. “Mh, puppy wants to touch you so much..” 

“Good boy. You can touch me as soon as I take my clothes off, okay?” You tug his hands away gently, and set them in his lap as you get up from the bed to undress. You go slow, teasing him as you finish pulling the zipper down and instead taking your shirt off after, unbuttoning that before slipping it off. He doesn’t know where to look, your chest or the lacy underwear you reveal when your pants come off.

“You look so good,” Joost sighs when you climb on the bed again with him. “Is this for me?”

“All for you, puppy. I have to look good for my special boy, don’t I?” You pet his head and play with his bangs, neatening his hair. 

“Fuck, you’re so pretty. I’m so lucky..” His tail thumps on the bed as he touches you, palming your chest, moaning a little at the feeling of your soft body under his fingertips.

“And I’m lucky to have you too, baby.” You sigh, relaxing as he touches you.

He nods, kind of listening but not really. He’s so dialed into you, the noises you make when he pulls gently at your nipple. He leans in and gives you a big lick, tongue flat on your nipple. He looks up for permission and you nod breathing out a soft “go ahead”. He wraps his lips around your nipple and starts sucking and licking, teasing with his tongue, clumsily playing with your other nipple but it’s hard for him to focus on both. He ends up swapping sides after a minute so both nipples are tended to. He’s almost slobbering on you, spit running down your skin with the messy way he licks and sucks on your nipples.

Joost kisses you when he’s had enough, it’s eager and sloppy of course. He pants and moans into your mouth as you make out, his hands stroking your sides. He leans you backwards against the bed gently, not quite pushing but he’s pretty insistent and pushes your legs apart once you’re on your back.

“Someone’s eager!” You giggle as he quickly slips your lacy underwear off and tosses it away.

“Always,” Joost sighs, staring at your body. “Always need you so much, love you so much..” He pets your thighs and lets his fingers drift to your center. 

“I love you too, Josie, such a good boy.” His fingers slide through your slick and you can hear him whimper at that, at knowing petting and praising him made you wet. He pulls back and licks at his own fingers, getting them wet himself so he can finger you.

You cut him off with a low murmur of his name when he moans softly around his fingers in his mouth. Such a silly boy with his oral fixation. Joost diligently returns to his work, making you feel good. He pushes his fingers into you, easy with his spit and the slick leaking from your hole. “Fuck, you’re so soft..I can’t wait to get my dick in you.” He whines, hips pushing against nothing, just thinking about being in you is enough to trigger his body to move without even realizing.

“Not yet, you know you have to make me cum first. It’s only fair isn’t it? ‘Cause my baby is so eager he’ll fuck me til he cums but he’ll forget all about my pleasure.” You coo to him, trying to keep your voice even as he presses his fingertips into your g-spot.

“Mhh, nee…No I won’t forgot, schat, I promise..” His fingers pause as he talks and you buck your hips to remind him to keep going.

“I dunno.. Remember last time, when I rode your cock and you popped your knot in me so fast. Remember how you had to rub my clit and make me cum, the way you whined when my cunt started pulsing around your fat knot?” He groans at that, the way you flex your muscles and he feels your walls clench on his fingers to demonstrate your point. 

“…Ja, ja, I remember that..” He can hardly think straight, his cock throbbing in his boxers at the memory. The overstimulation of being buried so deep on you as you came on his cock, the feeling of being unable to stop cumming in you. His free hand tenses around your thigh, short clean nails digging into your skin.

“C’mon baby, don’t get distracted. You’ll get in me soon enough, and then you can knot me and fuck me full of all the cum you have. I know you’re pent up, huh?” You tease, loving the way he flusters, pretty face all pink at being reminded of how he’s not been allowed to touch himself or cum all week.

“Wanna cum so bad… In your pretty pussy,” He sighs, squirming a little as he keeps fingering you, pushing his fingers in all the way and rubbing your clit with his thumb. “Ah…Can I.. take my pants off now, please? Fuck, I need- it’s trapped.. Ik-ik voel...” he trails off with a whimper.

“Poor baby,” you muse, and nod. “Go ahead, get naked puppy. But you can’t put it in me yet.”

“I know,” he pulls his fingers out to shove his sweatpants and boxers down, his dick slapping against his tummy as he does so. “I won’t, I promise. I’ll be good.”

“Good boy…” You praise before gasping as he ruts his dick against you. Letting it slip between your folds, precum leaking from his cute pink tip mixing with your slick. He isn’t entering you and you didn’t say he couldn’t do this.

“You feel so good, fuck..” You can see his dick throb, and thicken, his knot swelling at the base slightly already.

“Not yet baby, come on. Get your fingers back in me and make me cum before you can fuck me. Use both hands, puppy.” He thrusts against you once more before nodding and obeying.

Joost stuffs his middle two fingers in you and uses his other hand to rub your clit. You can’t hold back a moan as he starts fingering you in earnest, pressing over and over at your spot as he rubs your clit, because he knows how it gets you, your eyes rolling back. He knows just how to work your body, you’ve taught him well. You grasp at the blanket under you, head falling back as you moan his name and push your hips into his hands.

“Soo good, puppy, baby, fuck…Joost..! you’re so good, I’m gonna cum.” You babble, panting and moaning as he finger fucks you. He’s doing such a good job, thrusting his fingers in you and using your own slick to ease the glide of his fingers on your clit. It doesn’t take long before you’re clenching on his fingers and trying to shut your thighs as he keeps rubbing. 

You groan and push his hands away. “Good job baby, one’s enough for now. I want your cock in me.” You watch Joost slip his fingers out of you and right into his mouth, but he doesn’t waste too much more time.

“Can you please roll over for me, schat? Please, I want to fuck you on your hands an’ knees..” He asks gently, pawing at your outer thigh to try and encourage you to move.

“Yes, of course, puppy. I know you like this, huh?” You turn over, getting comfy like that before shaking your ass for him. You feel his hands on your butt as he moves in close.

“Ja. I love it, love you like this..” He sighs, squeezing your ass cheeks in his hands. His most favorite position would be doggystyle, of course. He swipes the head of his dick through your slick before pushing in.

“Ohh, good boy, good good boy.. Fuck, you feel so good baby..” You groan at the stretch, his fat cock filling you so perfectly.

He whimpers, starting to thrust into you. “Ah! You feel so good too..I love how wet and squishy your pussy is, fuck…” He pulls back so he can watch his cock go in and out of you. Slow and even, just to really appreciate finally getting in you. You don’t mind, the overstimulation easily ebbing back to pleasure. He curls around you, soft warm body pressed to your back.

Joost gasps as it slips out, whining pathetically as he humps against your cunt, trying to push back in without letting go of you. “C’mon puppy..” You sigh, and soon enough he reaches down and eases his cock back into you.

“I’m sorry…ah, accident.. Didn’t mean to…” He mumbles, pressing kisses to your back.

“Is okay baby, keep going. Fuck, don’t stop..” You groan as he picks up the pace, hands rubbing your back and gently pushing you further into the bed. You move back against him, listening to the way he moans, watching your ass jiggle with every thrust and shake. “Such a good boy, you fuck me so good, Josie…”

“Your good boy,” he pants, and you can feel a drip of wetness on your back and you’re not sure if it’s sweat or slobber. “Ah-! All yours, fuck, liefje.. your puppy, only yours..”

You can’t even think to respond before he’s pressing you down, his hand tangled in your hair, soft blanket muffling your moans. You don’t get to say anything before you’re cumming around his cock, pulsing around him, hard thrusts shaking your body and the bed.

He babbles near incoherently, slurred Dutch and English as he keeps humping, his wide hips slamming into you. The sound is downright filthy, the plap, plap, plap of every thrust. You know he’s close when you feel it, the stretch of his knot swelling in your cunt, the drag as he keeps going.

“Come on baby,” You lift your head to speak, both of his hands gripping your ass as he fucks his knot in and out of you. “Cum in me, puppy. I want your cum so bad, I know you’re close.”

He moans something in agreement as his hips thrust in one more time, knot pushing in and swollen fully in you as he cums. His moans are whimpery and high pitched, almost pathetic sounding but so sweet, he sounds so pretty enjoying your body like this. But before you know it he’s pulling out again before his knot has even had a chance to go down. 

“I wanna see you,” he begs, pushing his cum back in with his fingers. “I wanna keep going, wanna kiss you as we fuck baby please..”

He doesn’t have to ask twice before you’re rolling over again and gazing up at him. He’s sweaty and flushed, his chest shiny with sweat, you watch a bead roll down to his tummy. He shoves his dick back in and whines as he continues thrusting, cock throbbing inside of you as he regains his pace. 

You’re mesmerized for a moment, watching him fuck you, watching the way his big dick bulges at your belly slightly. “Fuck, baby, do you see that,” you sigh, grabbing one of his hands, pressing it against your tummy so he can feel with every thrust. “Your cock feels so good, so big you can feel it from the outside.” He presses down, making you gasp softly, and moves a bit slower to properly know how good he’s fucking you. 

“That’s so hot.. My puppycock so big in your little pussy…” He groans, moving his hand away so he can watch the bulge instead. 

“Gonna cum again, for me? Are you gonna fill me all up, puppy?” You coo between kisses, Joost panting against your mouth, lapping his tongue against yours. 

“Ja ja,, ik- ah I’m gonna fill you up so good. Mmf you’ll be so cute with my pups..” he groans, shoving his shrinking knot in you once again, fingers reaching down to rub your clit. Your eyes fall shut and your head hits the bed as he works you up to another orgasm.

“Good boy, Joost.. you’re doing so good puppy, keep going, fuck- knock me up, make me yours..” The blooming pleasure making your walls pulse around him, making you cry out and tremble. He keeps going, fingertips against the tip of your clit, his hips pumping, fucking you on his knot until it starts coming back in earnest and he pulls you close, popping it in and moaning through his teeth as he cums again. Cock throbbing, knot swollen to its fattest, you can just about feel the ache, the stretch burning ever so slightly.

He pants, trying very hard not to squish you under him. “Come on baby, you can relax.. you did so good, such a good boy.” You pet his back, he’s damp. 

Joost gets comfortable on top of you, hips still pressed together, knotted in you tight, so you’ll just have to snuggle until it goes down. You can still feel his dick twitching inside you, still cumming. He really was pent up. You wouldn’t be surprised if you looked a little bloated with all the cum he pumped in you. 

He sniffs at your neck, noses at your arm until you lift it then he sniffs there, breathing your scent on your damp skin. You can smell him too, sweaty and manly, it’s sexy because it’s him. Because you love him.

So you say it. “I love you, Joost. This was so good..” You sigh, the warm full feeling making you fuzzy and drowsy.

“I love you too, thank you, thank you.. needed this, needed you so bad.” He reaches between you and feels gently at your belly, feeling how full you are of his cum once he finally stopped cumming.

“I can tell,” you say with a soft giggle and he laughs too. “God, puppy, you did such a good job, you fucked me soo full of your cum.”

Joost whimpers softly, tail wagging a little. “I can help get some out before we go to the bathroom.” He offers, tucking his face in your neck, shifting his hips, not yet slipping his cock out. 

“Yeah? You want to?” You pet at his sweat soaked hair. 

“Ja, ik ben jouw goed puppy..” He nods, pulling out of you and you can feel the cum rush out and start to run down you. It’s a good thing you put down the special blanket before you started. 

“Go ahead baby, so good for me…” He slips down, head between your thighs, snuffling around for a moment before getting to work, licking his own cum out of you. It’s filthy how much he loves doing this, tongue dipping inside of you, teasing at your walls as he cleans up his own mess. You can’t complain, even as he comes back up after a little and kisses you, it’s sticky and sloppy but you love it.

“You wanna clean up now, huh? Then we can fall asleep, okay?” You ask, leaning up on your arms.

“Oké. I love you.” He kisses you again, and you gladly kiss back, murmuring another I love you against his lips.

He helps you to the bathroom though your legs are shaky, and starts the shower, only letting you step in once it’s warm. He’s such a good boy in every way. Joost is so sweet and kind and such a gentleman. But he melts under your touch like the sweet puppy he is when you wash his hair. You help each other wash, and he helps you dry off and picks out pajamas for you. He even tidies up the bed, stuffing the blanket you fucked on in the wash before joining you in bed.

buying a collar for puppyboy!joost, which he cherishes with his life. yes he will wear it everywhere. hes not embarrassed by it and calls it a fashion statement. (and also a statement of ownership)

puppyboy!joost who gets needy so easily,, you two could be cuddling and he would get hard at something like your leg pushing against his pants. his puppy eyes are irresistible.

puppyboy!joost goes absolutely feral for dryhumping. he'll do it whenever you dont feel like actually fucking him. (he'll also send you videos of him humping various things when youre away,, hes such a needy puppy)

speaking of videos, puppyboy!joost loves sending you various pictures and videos when youre out of the house. when he isnt busy waiting at the door for you to return, hes busy taking pretty videos of him teasing himself waiting for you to return.

puppyboy!joost is usually 100% submissive & obedient, theres not a disobedient bone in that boys body!! but on the offchance he decides he wants to be a little bratty, he will not stop until you punish him hard.

puppyboy!joost is a sucker for head scratches. he will melt into you when your hands touch the back of his head. he also loves when you play with his hair, lightly brushing it and twirling it makes him feel so loved.

puppyboy!joost who will follow you around everywhere. it doesnt matter where you say youre going, hes coming with you. using the bathroom? hes there, or hes lurking outside the door. going to the kitchen to cook? hes right behind you ready to help. showering? hes already half naked ready to get in with you when you mention it.

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