Sleeping | The Horny Post | 11/20/23 (Patreon)

When I was a baby my mother was told that she had to keep me in my own room when sleeping because I would grow a dependence on sleeping with someone and not be able to sleep alone when I grew up. She wanted me to sleep in her room after I was born and I would not sleep alone until I was about 3. Well, I guess the person who told her to keep me away was right because I still can't sleep alone without great issue. 

I am now 22 and sleeping alone is still a problem. It will take me up to 2 hours to fall asleep every night when I am in bed alone. However, when I'm sleeping with a boyfriend or girlfriend I drop dead in 10 minutes. I snuggle into my partner's chest as they wrap their arms around my back and carry me to sleep all protected and warm. Without someone there with me, I toss and turn and think about stressful things for 2 hours before I can sleep. 

As of late, I have not gotten to fall asleep with someone in a long time. My break-up in March was the last time it was a common thing. I am in a relationship, but for now it is long distance. So, I have to fall asleep all alone like many people. My dependency on others to sleep has caused major sleep issues throughout my life. Most days I wake up feeling groggy and low energy wishing I had a man to snuggle me into a submissive sleep.

I think about men doing this a lot. A man much bigger than me spooning my body and I can feel his cock against my ass as we drift off. Feeling protected and owned knocks me out into a sleepy state of being where I don't care for much in the world but being there in the moment. It's a similar state to Little Space, but a little different. The idea that I could be half way asleep when my owner decides he wants me and then uses my body to pleasure himself... He cums into me and then collapses on my body and then fall into the land of Morpheus... I like being crushed by a heavy man. One may think it uncomfortable, but for me it is heaven. I can fall sleep perfectly with a heavy man directly on top of me and feel perfectly fine. His boy-smell is like a sleeping drug. 

Waking up with a man's arm around me locked in place is amazing. Waking up like that reminds me that I am owned. This is of course memory and hypotheses of the future, as this is not my current predicament. But my imagination is strong and sometimes it feels so real. I sometimes think of some of y'all here who have been longer-term fans cuddling me to sleep. Y'all make me feel so cute and squishy when you call me a good boy or compliment my hair or my eyes and such. Makes me think that I will be a trophy boy one day cared for by a big man.