Baby,

I loved talking to you on the phone last night until it was bedtime. You taking and sending the picture right as we hung up so I knew that your (my) cock was still rock-hard for me as you went to sleep made me so happy. 

I’m aware that we were physically apart; you could have rung off with me and jacked off to a selfish, nasty, spurting conclusion, feeling immediately empty and embarrassed after.  

But then you wouldn’t have woken up so beautifully hard and full this morning, would you. Aching with warm, delicious need for your Miss and all the gifts she could give you, and basking in the warmth of how happy you’ve made me today. 

…Remember the word “could”, pet.  

You could be my perfect sex slave. 

I could give you everything your heart desires most deeply.  

We both hold the key to the other’s happiness.  

That’s how I know you didn’t jack off nasty last night – because being disciplined enough to be my good sweet boy will lead to such a magnificent reward.  

You’re so brave.