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Fuck,
I need to fuck you.
I need to squeeze and slide you
into a mind-numbing hard.
The way our bodies fit
spins me ’round
right fuckin’ round.
Secret Thots for a Very Private Gentleman
tales, temptation, and titillation…
We lay like that for a time. It should have been awkward but each breath was… simple. Quiet. And this stillness brought with it a calm, a terrifying calm. Each freckle, each edge of stubble, each bead of sweat still shining on his forehead was a beacon to something I’d never seen before – a storm inside me I’d left for others to read about in some story, long ago left dusty on a shelf. But here, now: each breath softened hard edges, drawing us closer, revealing a fit I never knew possible.