Baby Boy- Saying the words makes me feel slightly naughty, slightly nostalgic. Hearing the words makes you feel incredibly naughty, incredibly loved.
Little Man- All six feet of you stretching up before me, full of blushes. We are the embodiment of your secret dreams of power and play.
Tiny Warrior- Poking you in the place where your masculinity lives. You thrill to the humiliation of being judged wanting.
Boy Child- You come to me a man and I reduce you through our own desires to that of a needy child.Though the trappings of adulthood garb your form you still reach for me, greedily, in the dark to bring relief.
All the names and all the titles don’t fit you, nor do they qualify and quantify what you mean to my life. They are but words as inadequate for their job as you like to feel in yours. You direct me as surely as I have ever directed you.
Little Puppy- Come follow me, heel and obey. Good dog.
Little Man- All six feet of you stretching up before me, full of blushes. We are the embodiment of your secret dreams of power and play.
Tiny Warrior- Poking you in the place where your masculinity lives. You thrill to the humiliation of being judged wanting.
Boy Child- You come to me a man and I reduce you through our own desires to that of a needy child.Though the trappings of adulthood garb your form you still reach for me, greedily, in the dark to bring relief.
All the names and all the titles don’t fit you, nor do they qualify and quantify what you mean to my life. They are but words as inadequate for their job as you like to feel in yours. You direct me as surely as I have ever directed you.
Little Puppy- Come follow me, heel and obey. Good dog.
