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Here, boy
We are sitting at the table, chat over… He gets up, heads to the kitchen to get us drinks. I lean back in my chair, watch him go, wait until he is across the room.
“Come back here.”
He turns, his expression a question, a slight frown, concerned that he has forgotten something. He comes back to me.
“Give me a kiss first.”
He smiles at me, “Yes, Ma’am!”
He leans down to me, I … Continue Reading
Hot boys
I pimp Male Submission Art (ETA: The site is long gone) all the time, and not just because my boy is on there.
Today I followed a link on my Twitter feed (wow, see, Twitter is good for something other than telling you what I had for lunch (chicken curry, since you asked)…) and found these photos by Midori. Yummy!
Which leads me to ask… Do any of you have links to pictures of beautiful … Continue Reading
Strip, boy
As soon as the door closes behind us, I am on you.
I shove you back against the wall, grab a fistful of your hair, jerk your head back, then sideways. Your eyes widen, you try not to resist. Your head smashes against the wood as I push myself up against you, my mouth on yours. I open my mouth, forcing your lips apart, I suck your breath, your arms automatically go around my waist … Continue Reading
Little boy
I need a man who can let me access the little boy inside. There is something terribly appealing, something precious about that wide-eyed inner child.
It has nothing to do with age play or infantilism, it has nothing to do with being maternal or a mommy figure.
It has to do with innocence and imagination and a sense of wonder. There is a quality in the men I like where they can open up and … Continue Reading
Hello boy
There is something about the boys I like, something intangible, something they can’t help in themselves, something unconscious, inviting and irresistible.
I have tried, over the years, to define what it is, to explain it, and have used words like vulnerability, and bravery, and prey, and of those, prey is the closest to describing it, that indefinable ‘it’.
They can’t pretend to have it, there is no kowtowing or genuflecting or ‘acting it out’ … Continue Reading
Sunday Curiosity #6 – Ask my boy
Thank you to everyone who asked my boy a question in last week’s Sunday Curiosity… it was much fun and we had some interesting discussions about some of it. I struggled with giving up editorial control (a control freak, me?!) – it was quite difficult for me to be comfortable with having another voice here and letting it speak (about me and us) without influence. I did manage to get over it, so his
Sunday curiosity #5 – Ask my boy
An experiment this fine Sunday…
I know many readers have enjoyed my boy’s writing, and I thought it would be interesting to invite you to ask him questions (actually, it was his idea… soon he will be taking over this blog!). So, if you are curious enough to wonder about him, now’s your chance to prod and poke at him… (c’mere, baby, it won’t hurt a bit…).
To kick this off, I thought I … Continue Reading