Travis

I don’t have many but here’s one and I’ll keep it in mind if this is something people like and I can switch up the posts.

Here you go. Enjoy, even though my pants weren’t cooperating on sliding past my belly.

I like to make it wiggle, wiggle, for you

It makes me dribble, dribble, you know 😏

Laying in my Bed, you really should come snuggle it.

When His Presence Takes Over

You knew exactly what you were doing when you showed me that belly.

No rush.

No hiding.

Just weight, presence, confidence.

I don’t fall to my knees because I’m weak.

I do it because your body demands it.

That belly doesn’t ask for attention..it takes it.

It fills the frame.

It fills the room.

It fills my thoughts until there’s nothing else left.

I look at you and I don’t see excess.

I see power.

I see comfort.

I see a man who knows he deserves to be admired slowly.

You stay still.

You let me look.

You let me feel small in front of something bigger than me.

Good.

I like how grounded you are.

How heavy.

How unapologetic.

You make it easy for me to obey my instincts.

Stay like that.

Let me kneel.

Let me admire what you carry so confidently.

You don’t need to move.

You don’t need to prove anything.

Your body already says enough.

And I’ll stay right here,

I bought these trousers with a 54” waist on the assumption that they’d be a bit big and would give me room to grow…

Imagine my surprise when they came and they were, if anything, a little tight on me…

A lot can change in two years...