7/13/2011


It hits me… like a freight train… somewhere in the deep dark recesses of my mind… I hear your voice… and all the wants come flooding back… just as the juices flood my throbbing cock… just like the goosebumps cover my trembling flesh… and as my fingers dance across my skin… and the need for you grows… it is like a radar of sorts… and I know… somewhere… that you are thinking of me…

10 comments:

Adam said...

I always know when it's your words ;) love it

Phunk Factor said...

hot....hot...just so frigg'in hot ;)

silvereagle said...

Marvelous! Thanks!!!

Paul said...

wonderful text, thanks Nick

Eric said...

Ich denke always an dich baby ♥

DeepBlue said...

Simply gorgeous! :)
Hugs
Jon

Evangeline said...

oooohh how sweet...is this for baby boy? *oops*

queer heaven said...

Beautiful, beautiful....!

becca said...

t hits me… like a freight train… somewhere in the deep dark recesses of my mind… I hear your voice… and all the wants come flooding back

beautifully said and so true

Westernstock said...

A nice mix of passion, pathos and beauty.