psychopomp 🌓

endeavwhore.bsky.social

17 February 2025 15:09

in the morning and suggest they go for a swim together. No clothes, no one else to stop them. Just a father and his son.

psychopomp 🌓

endeavwhore.bsky.social

17 February 2025 15:09

Meanwhile, Odysseus is careful to keep his breaths long and slow to mimic a man fast asleep. He doesn't open his eyes, but he can feel and hear how badly Telemachus wants him. Without smiling, he thinks of how delightful it'll be to take Telemachus up to one of the high mountain springs

psychopomp 🌓

endeavwhore.bsky.social

17 February 2025 15:09

Telemachus goes as far as to palm his cock a bit, hiding his hand beneath his cloak, but doesn't dare to do much else. He whimpers has he imagines his father caressing him, telling him how pretty he is...

psychopomp 🌓

endeavwhore.bsky.social

17 February 2025 15:09

This could be his chance. Telemachus could pretend to be asleep as his father holds and caresses him. If he were brave enough, he could try shimmying lower to nestle his face in the warm valley of his father's ample chest.

psychopomp 🌓

endeavwhore.bsky.social

17 February 2025 15:08

With his father's slow, deep breaths against his throat, Telemachus freezes as Odysseus shifts in his sleep once more, slotting himself even closer against his son. That arm of his falls lower, caressing Telemachus' waist. 'Does he think I'm my mother?' he wonders, panicking.