Fag For Hire

I’ve been so horny lately i wake up grinding down against my mattress like i’m trying to take a dick deeper and deeper inside myself, desperate to feel so full and wanting to be fucked hard and fast. Theres nothing else that i’d like more than being rammed into with no precaution for my well being, just being used as the toy i am

Leaving bruises on me not as a sign of dominance but as an act of obedience. Biting my skin underneath your teeth when i ask and tell you to because it makes me feel good. Having the bruises later throughout the week that i can press on and remember how good you were for me as i jerk off to my memory of your face as i rode you.

I’m so horny and cant even text you about it cause im high and youre sober so it feels wrong but god what i wouldnt give to see you in person while i’m high and youre not, i’m begging you to touch me and getting closer to you as we sit on the couch, i put my hand on your thigh and you cant bring yourself to push it away as i dip my hand underneath your waist band and i start stroking your cock as i look at you and whine, my eyes half lidded and my mouth open and smiling, asking you to just have sex with me while you’re already close to cumming because you cant control yourself.

I don’t even need an owner. Playing with another puppy would be just as fun, pawing at each other and kissing all messily while we try to undress eachother, moaning and getting distracted by the newly exposed skin we forget to take a shirt or pants off. Humping against each other pathetically, whining as i beg him to fuck me and he begs to fuck me. Whimpering and nearly hurting each other with how eager we get.

I want to wake up after a fun sleepover with my best friend to him jerking off right next to me. Just as i open my eyes and look at him, realizing whats going on, he cums, whining and moaning. He starts to apologize “i’m sorry you just looked so pretty sleeping i couldn’t control myself but can i fuck you now? Please?” He’s already hard again. I would whine and nods sleepily, not being fully awake enough to talk as he excitedly grabs his strap and harness before pulling the blankets off me and then my pajamas, kissing me and telling me how much he wanted to just touch me while i slept and how i should be grateful he didn’t as he pushes his cock into me. Slowly at first so I don’t get hurt but he loses patience soon and starts to fuck me hard, slamming against my hips over and over again as he admits to jerking off against my sleeping body every time we have a sleepover.

I want him under me as i ride him, moaning and grinding against his cock as he can barely contain himself, trying to thrust into me as he whimpers and bites at my neck and maybe pulling on my collar and asking so politely to flip us over so he can rutt into me, begging to fuck me hard until he can’t control himself.

I cant wait to get him alone, tell him were just gonna hang out smoke some weed and watch tv, and we start with that, passing a joint back and forth on the couch talking softly and watching TV, and he’s getting so high that he doesn’t even realize every time he hands the joint back to me I’m not smoking it, just handing it straight back to him until i tell him “no it’s alright you can have the last puff” and he’s already so high he cant think straight. Then ill scoot closer to him on the couch, put a hand on his thigh and ask him if hes horny. It wont take much convincing because hes already so high but if it did i’d be able to overpower him easily anyways, making him lay down all pretty on the couch for me and strip his pants and boxers off slowly till i’m sucking his cock, listening to his pathetic moans and begging for me to stop.

I wanna suck his cock and have him ram his hips into my mouth and pull my hair. I wanna make him cum, but not stop. I wanna keep licking his sensitive dick and not let up for even a minute. I want him to realize I’m not gonna stop as the overstimulation sets in, switching from pulling at my hair to trying to push my head away, closing his thighs and whining uncomfortably as he begs for me to stop, telling me in his cutest voice that he hates me, he doesn’t want it, he cant take it. Of course I’ll keep going until I’m done.

Play wrestling with my best friend turned into pinning him down, stripping his clothes off slowly as i kiss softly down his body that’s trembling with excitement as he whines and squirms against my grip and i get closer to his sensitive little cock. Pretending he doesn’t want it, pushing my head away and trying to fight me off but how wet he is and his loud pathetic moans tells me that he wants me he’s just scared so i have to give him that push and make him feel good.

Boys who cry during sex are so hot. Not even from pain but from pleasure, making him feel so good he cries while he cums is maybe the most rewarding and hot thing in the world. Plus then you can wipe his tears away and hold his face tenderly after and tell him how good he was for you.

I love when boys cum and make that little scrunched up face. It’s so fucking hot. The way their eyebrows bunch up and their mouth goes slack as they moan and beg to finish is so unbelievably intoxicating.

I want to fuck him while im high out of my mind. My strap slamming into his cunt as i take whats mine, my face is hot and tingly and my thrusts are off pace and messy as I blabber on about how good of a boy he’s being, taking my cock so well. I want to flip us over and have him ride me as i smoke a joint and blow the smoke in his face. I want to make him beg for a hit, even though he’s already so high he can barely keep himself awake.

Remember to tell your friends how much you love them! And how pretty they are! And how he’s the hottest guy you’ve ever met, and that at night you just cant stop thinking about him. You don’t know what it is and you know it’s wrong but you think about his small waist and pretty lips while your hand is down your pants, pleasuring yourself to the thought of another man. Wishing you could feel his cock on your tongue. Friendship is SO important!

Boys who love humping their beds are like gods gift to this earth. They’re too lazy to flip over and shove their hand down their pants so humping their bed and whining thinking of all the dirty pathetic things they want other men to do to them will have to do.