#sub boys

It’s hard to even consider to keep this account, or anything.

I just. Don’t know.

To help with that, I am going to start offering play sessions.

If you just want to play but don’t want the commitment of a dynamic. There would be a one time charge, for one day for example.

It would range from $20-$100 depending on what you’re asking from me.

I also, have considered doing GFE? But I need to look more into that before I offer it.

Of course all of these would require a conversation on consent, kinks, limits and prices.

“You can’t” you groan “Go faster, don’t make me mad”

“I-I can’t…I’m close”

“You’re disappointing.” Your feet circle him while one of your hands slip in between your bodies and pushes him out of you laying his wet cock just atop your mound. “I need a strong cock…maybe even a bigger one then? Is that it?” 

“No…” his voice breaks in a whine as he thrusted his hips to get inside you again, missing your weeping hole. Giggling at his struggle your reach to slip him inside again. “Go faster…baby…I know you can do it” your thumb wipes some tears from his face and it follows the path down is mouth.

Pushing faster, as fast as he can overstimulated as he is, mouth wrapped around your finger. Your words fuel him to do better. He wants to be your best boy, he really wants to be someone’s first and only choice so desperately. He’ll show you! He furrows his brow and fucks into your faster, harsher even making his sensitive cock pulse as his cockhead bumps on your cervix. 

 “Ah-ah…f-aah” his breaths are ragged. He’s close once again. 

You can feel his legs shake as his orgasm approaches him and he’s forced to slow down to not burst inside your right there and then. It makes your even wetter. The need to cum yourself is frustrating when he provides little to no friction.

“Fuck, baby, give it to me” you foot gently tap his bum. 

He starts to move skin smacking on yours when you arch your back to met his thrust. Pussy clasping around him tightly, “a-ah, can I- can I cum?” 

You nod and he moves forward sucking deeper and slamming harder, head hid in the crock of your neck while your arms hug around his upper body and your legs spread and close on his lower body. He cums whimpering and whinging, face full of sweat and tears has his hair stick on his forehead and his eyes glossy, drift away in the comfortable tranquillity of post-orgasm.

What’s stopping you sweet pea?✨💕

Who is gunna spoil me and send so I can buy some?