Learning To Be A Loser

A few weeks ago this boy contacted me saying he was a goon but never knew there was a whole community just like him. For the last few weeks we’ve been getting high and gooning out together. It’s been amazing to see him slowly come out of his goon shell and get totally lost in his pathetic cock stroking addiction. 

After a lot of deliberation he’s finally allowed me to post this pic of him tonight. “Fag, goon, loser, pig, addict” written all over his body and a pair of Calvin Klein underwear he has shredded into what he calls ‘fag rags.’ 

This goon has so much deeper to fall. Show him a little love and hit that like and reblog. 

A few weeks ago this boy contacted me saying he was a goon but never knew there was a whole community just like him. For the last few weeks we’ve been getting high and gooning out together. It’s been amazing to see him slowly come out of his goon shell and get totally lost in his pathetic cock stroking addiction. 

After a lot of deliberation he’s finally allowed me to post this pic of him tonight. “Fag, goon, loser, pig, addict” written all over his body and a pair of Calvin Klein underwear he has shredded into what he calls ‘fag rags.’ 

This goon has so much deeper to fall. Show him a little love and hit that like and reblog. 

I love fantasizing about my edging and others as well. The thought of being at the mercy of my own dicks desires is sooo damn hot and it gets me horny thinking about it every time. I already get personal previews from time to times.

I have passed on going to events to instead stay home and edge I have woken up rock hard, with my hand quickly traveling to play with my needy cock Times where I not only struggle to stop edging but I can’t help but start again some short time later failing to part with it for long periods of time.

Again all of this is great but I want more. Let me walk you through how I want to be. I want to wake up every morning with horny, perverted thoughts and an erection to match. I want to be sleepy because I know I spent too much of the night touching myself when I could be doing something else. I want to feel hunger because I couldn’t bother to get something to eat because I spent too much time touching myself and it would be soo much better if I get someone knocking on the stall because I am spending too much time in there as well. On the bus I want to stroke myself through my pants or if I can undo my zipper and stroke myself hidden away that would be a divine feeling. I need to get to a point where ‘edging for a few hours’ isn’t an accomplishment but just another daily activity. EVEN BETTER would be having a few hours of edging be a disappointment. I want to reach a point where I edge for 10 hours of the day lost in lust.

Look at this humiliation slave. He loves being in lifejackets, straitjackets and fluro gear. As soon as this is reblogged 100 times, I am going to let you see a video of him begging to be humiliated. 

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