"Michael?" he heard his name called through the doors.
"What is it?"
"Can bạn come here?" Michael paused and then reentered his bedroom.
The sight that hit him was a dream. Stray candles all around his room had been lit, his patio doors had been opened letting in the fresh storm air, and there, in the middle of his own bed, was his biggest and darkest fantasy. Mark's masculine figure was lying, bare, with his sparkly comforter pulled just high enough to make Michael's head spin.
"Mark...," Michael whispered. Mark looked back at him with such eyes. Michael knew what he wanted now for sure; it was him after all. Michael exhaled and put a hand to his chest in relief.
"Michael, come here." Mark breathed. Michael felt his legs carry him to the edge of the giường where he sat timidly. Immedietly, Mark cupped his pretty face and pressed his lips to his own, careless to the slipping comforter revealing his secrets.
Michael grew hard instantly at this display of passion. His knees trembled and he tried to squeeze himself between his thighs. Mark moaned and pulled at Michael's quần áo, áo choàng tassel.
"Oh!" Michael jumped slightly and broke their kiss. Yes, he wanted Mark. He wanted him all over his own bare warm flesh. Why was he so nervous? Mark instead gently pushed the cổ áo of his quần áo, áo choàng apart exposing his nipples. He kissed his way down Michael's neck to the center of his chest. He was taut and lean without a trace of a hair. Mark wished he could see a little better. He knew the skin condition Michael spoke of, but he wanted to be part of Michael; to understand for him.
He moved to his màu hồng, hồng nipple which hardened before his very eyes in the cool air. When Mark's warm tongue slowly swirled around his nipple Michael Mất tích it.
"OH...Oh!"
"Michael...," Mark gasped gazing up at him in the darkness. But the glowing outlines of Michael's sensual chin above him and his hardened nipples was fine for now.
Mark shifted on hàng đầu, đầu trang of Michael. He began to suckle at his neck. Michael held him tight and moaned higher and higher; he wanted to bọc his legs around him but couldn't because of his robe. Mark continued to suck and Kiss and Michael gasped and breathed in his scent mixed with the fresh outdoors.
Mark reached a hand down to Michael's swollen manhood. Michael moaned in response at his sexual touch.
"Babe...please...," Mark begged. Michael covered his face and sucked his lip. "Oh, Michael...," Mark buried his face in his wild curls.
Michael nudged him and slowly moved his shaking hands down to untie his robe. Mark shifted for him, his breath increasing. Michael pulled his loosened quần áo, áo choàng aside and spread his legs for Mark to rest between.
"Oh Jesus, Michael," Mark was overcome as their warm and swollen sensual parts came to rest against one another for the first time.
"What is it?"
"Can bạn come here?" Michael paused and then reentered his bedroom.
The sight that hit him was a dream. Stray candles all around his room had been lit, his patio doors had been opened letting in the fresh storm air, and there, in the middle of his own bed, was his biggest and darkest fantasy. Mark's masculine figure was lying, bare, with his sparkly comforter pulled just high enough to make Michael's head spin.
"Mark...," Michael whispered. Mark looked back at him with such eyes. Michael knew what he wanted now for sure; it was him after all. Michael exhaled and put a hand to his chest in relief.
"Michael, come here." Mark breathed. Michael felt his legs carry him to the edge of the giường where he sat timidly. Immedietly, Mark cupped his pretty face and pressed his lips to his own, careless to the slipping comforter revealing his secrets.
Michael grew hard instantly at this display of passion. His knees trembled and he tried to squeeze himself between his thighs. Mark moaned and pulled at Michael's quần áo, áo choàng tassel.
"Oh!" Michael jumped slightly and broke their kiss. Yes, he wanted Mark. He wanted him all over his own bare warm flesh. Why was he so nervous? Mark instead gently pushed the cổ áo of his quần áo, áo choàng apart exposing his nipples. He kissed his way down Michael's neck to the center of his chest. He was taut and lean without a trace of a hair. Mark wished he could see a little better. He knew the skin condition Michael spoke of, but he wanted to be part of Michael; to understand for him.
He moved to his màu hồng, hồng nipple which hardened before his very eyes in the cool air. When Mark's warm tongue slowly swirled around his nipple Michael Mất tích it.
"OH...Oh!"
"Michael...," Mark gasped gazing up at him in the darkness. But the glowing outlines of Michael's sensual chin above him and his hardened nipples was fine for now.
Mark shifted on hàng đầu, đầu trang of Michael. He began to suckle at his neck. Michael held him tight and moaned higher and higher; he wanted to bọc his legs around him but couldn't because of his robe. Mark continued to suck and Kiss and Michael gasped and breathed in his scent mixed with the fresh outdoors.
Mark reached a hand down to Michael's swollen manhood. Michael moaned in response at his sexual touch.
"Babe...please...," Mark begged. Michael covered his face and sucked his lip. "Oh, Michael...," Mark buried his face in his wild curls.
Michael nudged him and slowly moved his shaking hands down to untie his robe. Mark shifted for him, his breath increasing. Michael pulled his loosened quần áo, áo choàng aside and spread his legs for Mark to rest between.
"Oh Jesus, Michael," Mark was overcome as their warm and swollen sensual parts came to rest against one another for the first time.
that bạn know bạn shouldn't have
The thêm bạn know bạn shouldn't have it,
The thêm bạn want it
And then one ngày bạn get it,
It's so good too
But it's just like my girl
When she's around me
I just feel so good, so good
But right now I just feel cold, so cold
Right down to my Bones
'Cause ooh...
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
It's not warm when she's away
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
And she's always gone too long
Anytime she goes away
Wonder this time where she's gone
Wonder if she's gone to stay
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
And this house just ain't no trang chủ
Anytime she goes away
I know, I know, I know, I know,
I know, know, know, know, know,
I know, I know,
xin chào I ought to leave
I ought to leave her alone
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
Only darkness every ngày
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
And this house just ain't no trang chủ
Anytime she goes away
A little later I was walking down the dirt road at Skywalker Ranch and I saw a ngọn lửa, chữa cháy Engine coming down the road and it’s bells were ringing and it’s horn was blowing, so I moved over closer to the ditch, thinking they needed thêm room to pass by, since it was a narrow road, and to my surprise, they blew the horn again and when I turned to look back at them I saw Michael hanging out the passenger side of the truck and waving excitedly, so I looked behind me thinking he was waving to someone else, but no one was there, so it suddenly dawned on me that he was waving to me. So I smiled and waved back, and he seemed to be as excited as a kid would be riding in a ngọn lửa, chữa cháy Truck for the first time.