Strange Kid Far From Understood

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I read a post, not to long ago, about how I fell in love for you again that night. I remembered a few nights ago when I talked to you and I felt that one feeling deep inside me, close to my heart. I can’t seem to control it, you make me fall for you everytime I talk to you, but I cannot hurt you oncemore. I’m done hurting you… I don’t want to. I want a true, no distance relationship with you. I don’t want to hurt everyday I know I don’t have you. I don’t want to hurt everynight when I hear your voice until I sleep, wanting you so bad, with me, in my arms, with your hazel eyes underneath your eyelids, as you enter a world where there was you and I. I want it to be right next time.

My uncle told me “If it’s meant to be, it will be.” So await the future where we WILL be. Next to eachother, and in love.

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delectabledeviants:

A dream that had made her so very wet. One where come morning time I awoke to her lips around my cock until it was hard enough to fuck. Her grinding and just plain taking me until she came. Until she collapsed around me, until she could breathlessly whisper the sin that that made her so very horny.
She’d dreamt of fucking me. Slowly. Teasing a strap on in and out of my arse. Watching my reaction. Of everything being new. Alien. Dangerous. Of edging me further and further. Of seeing me dig my nails into the bedsheets, tearing shapes into them, as my breathing twisted, my expression of ever increasing lust and dominoes of capitulation falling with each passing second.
Of fucking me and not wanting me to touch my cock. Taking me deeper and deeper to the point where each stroke pushed me closer, until my throbbing cock began to spunk involuntarily. My hands ripping up the bedsheets, biting down hard on lip, still refraining from touching, as each movement brought forth more sex, dripping down my cock, over my tummy, my balls. your promise of licking it up afterwards, of how horny it is to watch me like this. Of how your cunt is yearning to be fucked from watching me.
All I could say is for you to buy the strap on. And then look forward to getting home. ;)
Let’s see how wet you get during the day. When getting your purchase. And those moments until work finishes and you return home to such a fantasy play. The dream that made you this devastatingly naughty.

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I’m a man that needs so much attention. Seriously. I require so much attention when in a relationship. Same for when I’m solo. I like the attention.
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