Reflections

Do you Want a Taste?

(a writing prompt, but this is not a writing)

I read this, and it immediately conjured up a person, a position, a feeling. I could see myself and how I was sitting, where my hands would be, and who would be in front of me.

On Fet, guys make it seem like they all want a taste. They will sit there for hours. In reality, I have had very few people jump at the chance, but I don’t ask. This is a very non-submissive position, and I have some history with it that isn’t all good.

But mostly, I don’t ask. I don’t want to ask. I want someone to want it.

I was thinking about that today. The way we feed each other energy. We have had our pros and downs over the last few years, a lot of me overthinking to be honest, but it hasn’t been just me. But I always come back to that energy he feeds me.

I am like a broken record here, but I would give him a taste because he shows me he wants it. He shows me he wants me. And that is really what matters.

Feed me, and I will feed you.

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