I know I want it in my ass. My boypussy. I can't go 5 minutes without being plugged or thinking about being fucked in my ass and sexually overwhelmed by the feeling of my hole clenching down and engulfing every inch of a big, hard cock. For now, I stay plugged and keep it nice and lubed so it's as close to a real pussy as possible with none of the downsides. My boypussy is my primary sex organ and it overrides any and all urges that still originate in my unremarkable cock. I barely get hard, unless my ass is also being stimulated. Even then, I don't find much pleasure from anything other than anal, and my cock is now more of a clit, constantly dribbling with precum, occasionally squirting it everywhere without any of its controlled trajectory, now more of a spasming reflexive response to hitting the right spot in my boypussy, and nothing ever has or possibly ever will come close to that helpless, vulnerable and infinitely arousing sensation with no actual sexual release... It's better than any other traditional orgasm I've ever had by far, and I can just keep going, riding waves of absolute bliss, enjoying the peak of the pleasure rollercoaster without ever having to get off the ride
Nothing feels better than succumbing to this submissive, receptive way of experiencing sexual bliss, and I make it a point every day to wear the biggest plug I can take, ensuring I'm properly lubed and clean, shaved, fresh and lubed again. A nice, wet fuck hole, warm and inviting, ready to be opened and filled, used as a pleasure to for whomever desired to show me my purpose, and patiently awaiting the uncontrollable ecstasy that is having my boypussy fucked. Hard. Used. Filled. Absolutely ravaged, at the cost of my long since diminished abity to have traditional orgasms, but in service to a higher power; being the source of that orgasmic pleasure for another person to take freely, as needed, wherever, whenever, however desired. The unattainable climax constantly building up inside of me the, forever strengthening and manipulating my every move, but never quite reaching the peak has become the sole purpose of my being, and it exists in me to experience so that I may be rewarded with giving all the eventual orgasms that can possibly be had to all of the cocks I can possibly take, and then some.
Nothing feels better than succumbing to this submissive, receptive way of experiencing sexual bliss, and I make it a point every day to wear the biggest plug I can take, ensuring I'm properly lubed and clean, shaved, fresh and lubed again. A nice, wet fuck hole, warm and inviting, ready to be opened and filled, used as a pleasure to for whomever desired to show me my purpose, and patiently awaiting the uncontrollable ecstasy that is having my boypussy fucked. Hard. Used. Filled. Absolutely ravaged, at the cost of my long since diminished abity to have traditional orgasms, but in service to a higher power; being the source of that orgasmic pleasure for another person to take freely, as needed, wherever, whenever, however desired. The unattainable climax constantly building up inside of me the, forever strengthening and manipulating my every move, but never quite reaching the peak has become the sole purpose of my being, and it exists in me to experience so that I may be rewarded with giving all the eventual orgasms that can possibly be had to all of the cocks I can possibly take, and then some.
