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Rekindle


Friday: “Hey (y/n), bring your sexy self home with a full appetite.  I’m making dinner and dessert. ;-)” is the text you see getting off work. Arriving home, you head into the kitchen on the counter is the blender and … Continue reading

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Hungry and thirsty pt 1


In this bar sipping my drink looking at all these beautiful women walk past. Wondering how they taste if they’re good enough to eat. This tequila sunrise has me extra horny. This masquerade ball is just what I needed, all … Continue reading

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Price


See there is these conversations I keep having involving my sex practices. I’m choosing to let feelings grow and progress to a place where sex makes sense. I find you desirable, I want to take it slow. Carnal desire has … Continue reading

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child of the light


As a child of the light, there is more to miss than just my genitalia. Show me my value outside of the boudoir. I’m a man from long hair to thick full lips to the sexual parts that exist. I’m … Continue reading

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The best kind of abuse


You broke my heart I’ve given as much as I’ve given myself sometimes I gave you more. I loved you every time you hurt me I loved you through every transgression Every assault I loved you even when you chose … Continue reading

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Tears save lives


The rules I live by. As a man 1st I can’t show any emotions outside of anger and rage. I can speak here on a page just not in my life. Life wise there are no tears allowed in my … Continue reading

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Don’t attempt to use me  To massage your guilt.  Don’t act like you don’t remember, what you put me through.  The walls you slammed me into  The bruises I had to wear to school The fear that once gripped me … Continue reading

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