Objectification Thursday, SFW
Nov. 19th, 2015 02:00 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
valarltdThis is a new feature, loosely based on Objectified Scotsman Thursday.
So, I dug out an appropriate...lightsaber icon. And decided to plunge right in. It's not Mapplethorpe, but we'll get there.
Your smut is under the cut
Long Term, one of the Kinky Contemporary series
“Stand up and strip for me,” Teague ordered. “I need to show you something.”
Teague stood and took off his own clothes, watching Ian disrobe. He always did this with male subs. It reinforced who was on top and made sure the ordinary dominance struggles didn’t take place.
He stroked his cock hard and beckoned Ian to stand facing him. He pulled the boy until the tip of his cock, not quite out from under its foreskin, touched Ian’s belly.
“Look at us, boy.” He stared down their bodies at where their cocks stood together.
Ian’s cock fell short of his body by two, almost three inches and was barely two-thirds the thickness. Its little head looked naked and bare next to Teague’s hooded one.
“What does this tell you, boy?” he demanded.
“That you are my superior in every way, Sir. That I am small and weak and naked next to you.” Ian went to his knees. “That here is where I belong, a proper devotee of the great thick god you carry between your thighs.” He gently licked the head.
“Good lad. Remember that next time you think about mouthing off.” Teague relaxed and let Ian suck him
So, I dug out an appropriate...lightsaber icon. And decided to plunge right in. It's not Mapplethorpe, but we'll get there.
Your smut is under the cut
Long Term, one of the Kinky Contemporary series
“Stand up and strip for me,” Teague ordered. “I need to show you something.”
Teague stood and took off his own clothes, watching Ian disrobe. He always did this with male subs. It reinforced who was on top and made sure the ordinary dominance struggles didn’t take place.
He stroked his cock hard and beckoned Ian to stand facing him. He pulled the boy until the tip of his cock, not quite out from under its foreskin, touched Ian’s belly.
“Look at us, boy.” He stared down their bodies at where their cocks stood together.
Ian’s cock fell short of his body by two, almost three inches and was barely two-thirds the thickness. Its little head looked naked and bare next to Teague’s hooded one.
“What does this tell you, boy?” he demanded.
“That you are my superior in every way, Sir. That I am small and weak and naked next to you.” Ian went to his knees. “That here is where I belong, a proper devotee of the great thick god you carry between your thighs.” He gently licked the head.
“Good lad. Remember that next time you think about mouthing off.” Teague relaxed and let Ian suck him
