I used to read some wonderful prompts on Reddit, about good boys being tied up and edged until they leak a constant, sticky stream of precum for a merciless domme. Someone who loved nothing more than watching how our manhood could betray us with pleasure, and make us whine out all kinds of normally unspeakable pleas... Turning us into nothing more than whimpering, begging puddles, overwhelmed by the slightest stimulation.

There was one prompt in particular that I remember very clearly. It involved a mind break element in which the poor tied-up sub was convinced by the domme that every dribble of precum was actually his brain leaking out. I don't think I've ever been so turned on by smut before.

Lately I've been thinking about what it would take to be a perfect boy instead of a good boy. And I think that's it.

To be a perfect boy, you would need to be so edged and desperate that you can only do three things: moan, twitch, and leak. Being turned into a whimpering precum dispenser would make me the perfect boy. My thick cock would twitching and dripping sticky cock tears, while my blue balls rise and fall, ache and churn, constantly.

No thoughts at all. Just savouring the intensity of each little sparkling thread of precum drooling out. Both of us watching intently as my brain leaks out of my shiny, purple cocktip, one delicious, desperate drop at a time, set to a ragged soundtrack of my breathy begging.

That's the perfect boy.

Inbox open to F, but mainly I just like sharing my filthiest thoughts here, because I know they'll be appreciated. 😁