He messages me that he’s wet, hard, and horny. That he wants me to use him like the good little fucktoy that he is. My new fucktoy, if I want him to be.
And I do.
He wants me to ravage all of his holes. His mouth, his ass, his cunt. He wants me to just fucking ruin him, pound myself into him, fill him full of my cum and help him stretch out with my girl cock, my fingers, my fist, and more. He sends me pictures and videos of him using the huge toys he already has. The literal monsters cocks, including a thick as fuck werewolf dick, complete with an enormous knot, that also ejaculates artificial semen. The images get me unbelievably worked up and I lament that I can’t be helping him take the beast myself right now.
But it’s not time yet. We’re waiting until we both feel safer, which for us means both having our COVID vaccinations. It’s soon, but doesn’t feel soon enough.
So, all I can do right now is tease him, and tell him about everything we can explore soon enough. Keep him excited for when we can both finally hook up and play out all of the fantasies we’ve been talking about for weeks.
I look down at my hands, study them, close them into a fist and imagine how fucking incredible it’s going to feel when I’m finally able to watch them disappear into him. I swallow hard imagining feeling him clamp down around me, his muscles convulsing all around my forearm as he cums for me.
My new fucktoy, just begging to get wrecked and all I can do is wait.
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