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End of the darkness

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My pet spent most of the weekend feeling ill.  I spent most of the weekend looking after him.  He got tired easily and his chest/throat were very sore.  I fed him Beechams hot drinks, tea, sausages, strepsils and vitamins.  I held him, I bathed him, I watched tv with him when he grew too tired to play games.  There was a lot of improvement yesterday and I think he’s starting to feel a little better now, or at least, the worst of it’s over.

I always feel bad when he’s sick, because, although I look after him, I can’t help but get incredibly aroused at how weak he is and how easy it would be for me to take advantage of him, if I wanted to… Especially when he’s lying there, all weak, sick and flopped down on a chair wrapped in blankets, looking so vulnerable.  It drives me crazy.  I feel like my libido went into overdrive this weekend and I did my absolute best to suppress it.  Obviously, he wasn’t much in the mood, not being well and all… and I was trying to focus my energy on getting him better.  

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I distracted myself with housework and feeding and computer games and weed.  At one stage, I felt so overwhelmed that I just shut down and my body filled with bad chemicals.  I could feel myself getting saturated by them, a darkness seeping into me.  I felt like I was falling into a huge black pit.  There he was at the top, peering over the edge, calling my name, trying to pull me back out – even in his weakened state, he’ll never leave me there to fall prey to the black.  

I found myself on the sofa with him, once again, staring down at his beautiful body.  He was dressed in a long, silky blue nighty and his wet hair fell over his shoulders, his big blue subby eyes stared up at me and I melted.  I looked down and he’d grown hard.  His eyes told me to touch him and his body responded positively when I did.  I went downstairs and took a shower and we reunited in the bedroom.  We lay there facing each other, my hand on his neck supporting the back of his head.  He’s got a sensitive neck, I told him that.  He likes it when I run my fingers along it gently, he likes when I hold it, when I choke it and when I kiss it.  

I pulled him closer to me and stroked between his legs.  I told him to pass me the vibrator, and we shared it for a while.  I didn’t want to hold him too long, tire him out too much, he was close and he needed release before his short energy reserves ran out.   I sucked his cock and climbed on top of him and fucked him backwards.  We came. He looked like he needed it, almost as much as me.  The darkness subsided.

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Monday again

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How depressing are Mondays?  A whole 9 hours of not being able to touch my beloved’s skin, feel his breath on my neck, kiss his lips and hear his voice. 

I did have a lovely weekend though.  Nothing too over-the-top this weekend, just nice and slow oral, fingering and sex.  I’ll admit to having a bit of a crazy Saturday.  Sometimes horniness hits me like a Klingon in heat (apologies for the Star Trek reference – we’ve been watching a lot of that lately) and all I want to do is jump him and fuck him but, he was already a little worn out from the previous night.  

Managed to go an entire day (sans a cheeky orgasm in the morning) without molesting him too much (I hope). Went for a nap midday which helped clear my thoughts up a little bit.  My libido can be so horrifically overwhelming sometimes….