I’m sorry work has been so busy. I could call and complain they’re keeping my man away from me. Make sure they give you plenty of time off so I can take care of you.
[ it’s a nice fantasy, really. an important, handsome boyfriend to play house for. cook and clean, look after him when he’s tired from work, give him foot rubs or back massages. a simple, easy life.
tim wants more than just that, really. wants to do something important, be a part of something. but if he can’t, being cared for might be nice. it doesn’t even have to be love.
he’s not meant for that. ]
Why do I have a sneaking suspicion you’re the real Calvin Klein model here? But fine, Mr. Model Man. Dealer’s choice?
[ there’s a shift, his body moving for a moment and first he’s turned, on all fours to reveal the pert muscle of his ass showing around the thin sliver of fabric of the thong. he slips from his short jean shorts before he stretches once, showing the planes of his back, and he even lets out a sigh which is now more audible over the music.
there’s some finesse to what he’s doing - keeping his face from the camera as he turns and relaxes back into the plush covers of his bed. he’s propped up enough for his chest to stay on display, to show the wide splay of his legs and the burgeoning hard on in his underwear.
he has a nondescript phone in one hand, for the chat. the other hand toys idly with one nipple, enough that it makes his hips squirm. ]
I wanna take my time for you - so ignore the clock, sir.
[ that he’s doing this for money to pay for school is something he should be ashamed of. he doesn’t make riches, but it’s enough to pay for housing and classes each semester. extra meal credits if he’s lucky, maybe some spending money for smaller items.
his scholarship just isn’t enough.
his free hand travels to his chest, stomach, and he gives one rub over his dick. ]
I want to know what you wanna see. A gift for your return home.
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I could call and complain they’re keeping my man away from me. Make sure they give you plenty of time off so I can take care of you.
[ it’s a nice fantasy, really. an important, handsome boyfriend to play house for. cook and clean, look after him when he’s tired from work, give him foot rubs or back massages. a simple, easy life.
tim wants more than just that, really. wants to do something important, be a part of something. but if he can’t, being cared for might be nice. it doesn’t even have to be love.
he’s not meant for that. ]
Why do I have a sneaking suspicion you’re the real Calvin Klein model here?
But fine, Mr. Model Man. Dealer’s choice?
[ there’s a shift, his body moving for a moment and first he’s turned, on all fours to reveal the pert muscle of his ass showing around the thin sliver of fabric of the thong. he slips from his short jean shorts before he stretches once, showing the planes of his back, and he even lets out a sigh which is now more audible over the music.
there’s some finesse to what he’s doing - keeping his face from the camera as he turns and relaxes back into the plush covers of his bed. he’s propped up enough for his chest to stay on display, to show the wide splay of his legs and the burgeoning hard on in his underwear.
he has a nondescript phone in one hand, for the chat. the other hand toys idly with one nipple, enough that it makes his hips squirm. ]
I wanna take my time for you - so ignore the clock, sir.
[ that he’s doing this for money to pay for school is something he should be ashamed of. he doesn’t make riches, but it’s enough to pay for housing and classes each semester. extra meal credits if he’s lucky, maybe some spending money for smaller items.
his scholarship just isn’t enough.
his free hand travels to his chest, stomach, and he gives one rub over his dick. ]
I want to know what you wanna see.
A gift for your return home.