paradoxcycle
Bluelight Crew
so i had my dick there, pressed right, pressed tight against your thigh. i wanted you to know that it was real, and i was strong and true and moving right with you. we moved like creatures, animals, soft flight, dark night. eyes hungry. hands empty when you gripped the bed. blades of your spine. shell of your bones. a man has needs too. and i'd like to think i'm no different. i need blades of grass in spring, and orange blossoms in summer, grey skies in fall. i need water when my mouth is dry. food when i starve. i need you.
