Sirge - more than physical

I wake him while he is still tethered to the bed.
I give him instructions.
he listens.
he obeys.

I instruct him to touch My hole.
he does as he is told to do.
I tell him to present My hole to Me.
he does as he is instructed.

On his stomach with his legs spread,
holding My piece of solid meat in his fist.
Grinding and pushing,
he follows My commands.

I watch.
he knows this pleases me.
My Man, My mutt.
a gentle reminder that he is Mine.

he showcases his body for Me.
As I give him directives,
he touches hard and pulls and rubs
as I proudly watch him release for Me.

he is my certified possession.
he is my property.
I own him
in more ways than just the physical.

Towser - My Cravings

i spend every moment of every day Craving so many different things from and of MY Sirge....be it his salty sweaty pits, his raunchy yet oh so sweet dank sphincter..semi tangy spittle, thick hot creamy sweet sweet sperm.....

i take these cravings in many different places and ways...
across a bed
kneeling on a bathroom floor in front of a commode
laying on my back sucking with the thirst of a suckling child
head bent back over the edge...tongue working and spit and raunchy raunch running down my chin...

Where ever My Sirge wants me I am taking and accepting any all,.... My All will give me...

He gives me everything....not always when i think i need it but always when it is time for my needs and wants to be met...

He is MY Sirge , He is My giver of all...He is My Partner..

Thank U...for Owning Me for caring for me...

lmcOu.. MTLU...Ur pbSPmTP

Sirge - piss and groan

Standing at the toilet with my pants unzipped and unbuttoned I turned just enough so he could watch me piss. As the steady stream hit the bowl he entered. In true mutt fashion he got on his hands and knees at the base of the bowl and said, "Stop."

He immediately took my dick in his mouth. We both knew I needed to finish pissing as I shot one solid squirt into his mouth, then another. he began to suck and as I began to harden, I started to pull out. Another stream, partially caught in his mouth, continued spraying across his cheek as my dick left his lips.

I looked down at him. My man, so masculine, so real. No physical collar or leash but clearly owned - ready to service and serve.

I bent down to kiss his mouth and he responded by feeding me some of my own piss from his mouth to mine. I stood and swallowed, while still on his knees he swallowed, too. Slightly bitter, like charred coffee, it flowed down my throat.

He stood and I licked the piss off his cheek and neck. Well it was more like I used my tongue to coat his cheek and neck with the residual piss that sprayed his face. He stood there and bent his head back to give me access to his jaw and I lightly chewed on his neck, signifying my appreciation and admiration for his service.

From there we continued our domestic duties but I soon realized I had not completely emptied my bladder. When I whistled for mutt, he came back to the dimly lit bathroom and found me sitting on the toilet. With my pants wrapped around my ankles and my dick in my hand, I pointed to my crotch. he approached me, again on his hands and knees, and swallowed me. he sucked and I held his head. I held his head to be physically connected but to also control his motions. I wanted to control the rhythm of my dick gliding in his mouth. With two black rubber rings wrapped around the head of my dick, each stroke within his mouth produced waves of intense pleasure. I needed to manage the intensity by controlling the movement of my dick in his mouth. I will also admit that I enjoyed holding his head because of the control and the pure domination.

Here I had my Man, my mutt, my Towser, my partner, my best friend, on his hands and knees between my legs as I sat on the toilet. Here I was in a dark erotic physical place with my dick in his mouth. When I looked down at him I flew to a mental space that I had only dreamed of when I fell asleep alone in the darkness of night grinding my hardness into the mattress.

I instructed him to stand and directed him to take his cock out of his jeans. In a deft move his red swollen cock was in my mouth. Through reciprocation, though it was a small act, I wanted to acknowledge my appreciate for his oral submission.

But this did not last long as he silently fell to his knees and I stood. Now in the doorway, I again held his head, and with a great sense of power, I used his mouth for my own pleasure. At times I braced myself with my hands on the door frame and just held my cock in his mouth.

I told him I have waited forever to be here...at this particular place and moment. Through groans I attempted to explain to him how I have searched for someone to be mine, to have someone to own, to feel a sense of unity with another man. As far as I was concerned, this was perfection. I told him I wished there were other men watching...watching him submit and service. I wanted other men to see him on his knees with my dick in his mouth because I was so proud of him.

he acknowledged my words by quickening the movement of his head. When I told him to lick he intuitively lapped at my balls. While he licked, I jerked and as I held his jaw with my other hand, I asked him if he was ready. In response he opened his mouth, as the first spurt of cum landed on his cupped tongue. He caught every shot and finished me off by covering my dick with his lips.

A true mutt.

I fed him the cum that lingered on my fingers and wiped my hands on his rugged stubbled face. When I bent down, just as he fed me earlier, he now fed me my own cum and we again both swallowed.

My Man, my mutt...owned, valued, kept...in my heart, body, mind and soul. I often struggle finding words in our language to completely convey my feelings for him. For now, as I have told him many times before, I more than love him.

Towser - WE are always there for each Other....

The most important part of any relationship is the ability to support one another..through both the joyous and exuberant times, as well as, those times when you need nothing more than the man you love right at your side holding your hand....telling HIM you love them beyond LOVE...HE fills MY heart and soul...with All...MY spirit soars because of HIM. It is during some of the most difficult and painful times in MY life, I realize how truly blessed I am to have:
The TRUE LOVE of MY LIFE, MY Best Friend,
MY Compadre, MY LOVER, My Man
MY SIRGE, MY tayo..

MY All...as You are walking through this Journey...I am here..I am with you..ALWAYS...we have many...many paths to walk together hand in hand...BOUND together by so many experiences we have had, and so many yet to come..

Please always remember...Your Towser, Your mutt, Your Papi, Your Compadre, You Lover, Your Best Friend...Your Man,Your All...is Always by your Side...with YOU...NO matter where we are..we are connected beyond words..we both know...

With All I Have....LOVE YOU..MTLU
YOUR pPmtP YOUR Man

Sirge - proud

It thrills me to no end, provides a sense of great self-esteem, brings me much happiness and a true feeling of self-worth to know my mutt, my Towser, is able to express his emotions. he has come a long way to this juncture in Our lives and I can only imagine how much deeper and farther Our partnership will go. It's truly with his willingness to let go...that we both grow. I have told him I have wanted to crawl under his skin...feel each breath, each movement, see his thoughts, share his dreams. I want him to feel me with him at ALL times, as I feel him with me. There's no greater sense of pride when someone gives himself to you and they allow themselves to be owned.