Praise Me [BL]

Chapter 52

aye this story at 185k words hehe

um before we get started 🤪 there's just a little bit of r a * e y theme in here. just a little bit. just a little pinch of it. so yeah 🥰 i can't even call it cnc bc it's not 😳

just a little dash of it, nothing big yknow. and it's all in his head, this whole chapter is just him masturbating so it's not real. but ik it's triggering for some people so pls don't read the middle and ending if so, but they're just his thoughts, nothing real.

QOTD: yall got plans for halloween? 👻

Like expected, my heat eventually came.

Though, it came a little earlier than I thought it would. I was usually able to track it pretty well but ever since I stopped handling them myself, they've been off by a day or two.

The first thing I noticed when I woke up in our room, was that I was alone. Caesar's and Morgan's scent weren't as strong as they normally were when I woke up with them.

The second, was that I was rock hard and leaking slick. I feel warm.

Pushing off the blankets, I stared down at my yellow shorts that were starting to turn a shade darker from my slick. I feel really warm.

My mind already felt hazy and my breaths were coming out in short stutters. Where are they? I ignored the desperate urge to touch myself and started patting around for my phone. I want them.

I was surprised when the time showed one pm. Already? I never usually slept this late, but I also didn't get much sleep at the lake house so it should've been expected that I slept in today.

Caesar: morgan dragged me to the store ;(

Caesar: like i'm some uber driver ;(

Ah- now that he mentioned it, I could faintly remember them shaking me awake to ask if I wanted to go. I think I might've pushed them away with an aggressive 'go away' and rolled over to go back to sleep.

Morgan: sorry for waking you up 🥺

Yeah- I definitely did.

I didn't ponder on it, not in the right headspace to even if I wanted, and tossed my phone aside. My body feels so hot.

I rolled back over on my side and shoved a hand between my thighs so I could touch myself. I want them to come home and fuck me. My breaths came out in shallow pants as I cupped my bulge, desperately wanting their touch instead of mine.