"MY LITTLE PIECE OF .COM"

Friday, October 28, 2022

click...

In the middle of making luv I realized it wasn’t for me. I just wanna fuck. It’s the kink that drives the inner beast to growl. Sex is better with lusts. Sensual passion is for the weak. I’d rather have fun. As control is the trigger that I crave. I need a certain type of trust. It’s the man within that doesn’t wanna be buried alive. There’s just something about the lips with a finger hushed. As flesh is desired to create a thrill on the loose. I enjoy being felt deep in the gut. Pain and pleasure mixes well together. As sweat makes it difficult for bodies to stay flush. With ropes and restrains that provoke the freak. To play with the endless possibilities of the rush. Fucked just right so the orgasm cannot lie. Expressed through moans telling the truth until hormones gush. Twisting reality into a norm groped and fondled. Doing things that will make others blush. There's a usefulness in using another for personal stimulations. Into temptations luring a friend to open up. To be as is in the perfection of perversions wanting to play. Giving another the will of orgasms that cum as dirty as the imagination that never gets lovestruck. The slow grind just ain't my kinda thing. I'd rather taste the flow that pours like a waterfall from above. Face used as a sit and spin until the drip is uncontrollable. Participating in all the filth that turns needs into wants. Creating an epic scene every time the doors close. Click, with locks that gives privacy so depths that are free to run. Like wild dreams coming to life. Feeling around in the dark as the beast slaps a spanking across the butt. As naughty secrets are known. It's whatever until the sun comes up...


all for whatever...

never until i fall from life. without the thought of you i'd loose my mind. wondering around drifting of who we were. with my voice muted having a loss of words. once felt in arms refusing to adjust to the nothingness. i'd be a slave to the misplacement of happiness. if ever you wound up elsewhere with me nowhere around. the confused look upon my face would speak out loud. confronting the whereabouts of such a beautiful thing gone. and who would be at fault? moving to a different motion. swaying with another body playing with devotions. my luv doesn't ware off. the feel will remain as is as tender and soft. easing into each and every touch. lasting beyond my turn to express what was. while living in a moment remembering the thrills you created. with me you'll be for an eternity waited. knowing it's only you that stirs me up. and to share my everything with you is a must. i'll linger on if days continue after i die. forever to crave the essence of the hype. there is no end to the madness that's buried deep within. thy heart is determined to be in your presence to truly live. for emotion jus wouldn't compare with another in your place. making my world so much better than a smile stretched across my face. i'm all for whatever evolves between you and i. this is something i cannot lie...

Friday, October 21, 2022

Your crave…

Downs you go. Ready and eager to please. Knees bent and landing looking up wanting me to moan. Lips nibbled on as you track got me. Growing in your hand enjoying the feel. Stroked soft enough to hold your grip. As warm as the mouth opening to insert the thickness of its meal. Slowing to lick. To ease into the motion. Wanting to make the moment last. Your eyes close with a beautiful sense of devotion. And I’m hard and erect and full standing full staff. Cock place in the tongue. Jaw widened to make room. As the sucking begins once the saliva starts to run. Dripping off my balls you work me loose. Liking the feeling of my girth you do it for yourself. Head bobbing with precession. Suction creating a ripple affect that is more than felt. My body moves and twitches from the detail of your obsession. So I’m tuned you sync my movements to every slurp. Creating a masterpiece that makes you wet. Showing me you have a full range of worth. As my eyes fixate on the sight so beautifully set. Suck it bcuz you can. Drain me dry. I know how much you crave me as a man. Yes, oh shiiit. Make me s growl and sigh. Get it. That’s it, right there. You’re perfect with the head you give. Taking your place before me as my bottom half is bared. I like the way you take your time. As if I’m a hobby you can play with. A toy to fulfill your dirtiest thoughts wanting outta your mind. As my toes curl with a shift on my hips. Releasing every drop as you get off on the act. All the way through my orgasm you refuse to stop. Until the tip on my dick is so sensitive I spaz. Holding your head still long enough before you smile and swallow my cumshot.

Wednesday, October 19, 2022

Here and now…

Living in the moment before it changes. Adjusting to the differences to live truly ranges. Prior to evolving into another time. Life itself happens as it’s absorbed as thought in the mind. As the good gives a sense of comfort while it lasts. Knowing one day in some way the note will become a past. And all one is attempting to do is enjoy something in the presence of smiles exposed. For the end result is getting back to the basics of self being alone. How long will friends be able to remain as they come? As even luv’rs transform after a while falling short of luv. It’s the balance of accepting nothing will forever be. We are all solo in our breathing having wants and needs. Simply trying to figure out what’s good when others reach for our worth. As it’s usually best when they don’t speak so many words. Here is the only place we can be for it is all there is. Days coming around as cycles aging the body that cannot avoid the trip. Wanting to slow down tomorrow from rushing to the scene. Bcuz eyes have much to take in that they haven’t seen. With a yesterday that’s gone and buried in a memory that will eventually be forgotten. To chance it all one hasta be as free as if there is no stopping…

Saturday, October 8, 2022

Beginning, the end…

If we ever get together and if we ever part. I’d hope I don’t touch another’s skin and pretended them to be you. Some things would just slowly rip me apart. Bcuz the feel of the flow has so much use. From the contentment of each fingertip that follows your curves. To the caress that enjoys the texture so soft it soothes the beast. But in the case of the aftermath of remembering how close we get as a worth. As the end comes before a forever ever gets a chance to live as more than a dream. I could only try harder to show the interaction is what I’ve waited on. So to be the one just to havta let go would break something deep. To be with the knowing of no one could ever replace the precise feel of the norm. Moving with time through life after the fact of holding a rare moment seized. I could only wish as if a fairytale was to give a lifetime to evolve into the main event. A true story where friends have a passion made to withstand a transformation of two individuals falling. Whether it be in to hearts opening up or straight through the inevitable vent. I’d like to think it’s us until it isn’t the answer to the calling. The belief is real and so inviting to the gesture coming alive. As my mind attempts to avoid the walking away yet to happen. To be left alone wondering of who could possibly fulfill depths willing to sigh. I’d just not wanna be trapped within myself with the thought of the sound of you laughing…