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Fuck, Erik, please. Please don't do this to me.
You know I’m yours. That's obvious. Anything I do is because you let me. You've made me beg to fuck you enough times for me to know that.
I know you love that, by the way, you fucking bastard. Making me beg. …I kind of love it, too. Is that weird? It's this feeling like — I don't know, fuck, like you own me. Like I only exist to make you feel good, like I'm just waiting around for you to use me. I get all hard for you like an idiot, but it's your choice whether I get to do anything about it. Yeah. It's like —
You're who I'm for. Anything you want from me.
— Lyle
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It's not weird. It's… really hot, actually. I don't like you talking about yourself that way, you're more than just that stuff to me, you're everything, I can't live without you, but the rest of it. You being completely mine. God, I get so hard when I think about you begging. You're always so desperate to fuck me, like I'm the only thing in the world you could ever want.
My fingers aren't enough, and you're so, so good for me. You should be fucking me. I should be sitting on your cock right now, kissing you till your lips bruise and you're shaking from how bad you need me to move. I’d make you cum and let you suck me off as a reward for being so patient.
I love you,
Erik
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Fuck you for that actually working on me. Jesus Christ, “I’ll let you suck me off” is a cheap porno line, and it actually made me horny ‘cause it's you. You actually made me such a slut that you can still pick me up while being a complete loser. It's incredible.
I had my fingers in my mouth while I jerked off, pretending I was on your cock. I didn't even realize I missed the taste of you. One more thing to obsess over. Can I open you up with my tongue, the next time I get my hands on you? Like that one night at the hotel. I wanna make you cum that hard again. So I can swallow it all for you like a good boy.
— Lyle
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You're going to give me a heart attack, Lyle. Oh my God. Yes. Yes please.
My good boy. My slut. I didn't want to be the one to say it, but it's true. You're such a slut. Always so needy, I've already cum twice thinking about you with your fingers in your mouth. I bet you looked gorgeous. You always look gorgeous.
Edge yourself, the next time you jack off. Make yourself cum the way I'd make you cum. Tease yourself. Bite something, you're loud when you fuck me.
Love,
Erik
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Do you have any idea how much I love you?
— Lyle