passion

  • The Broken King

    I’m no messiah The We’s dead and gone with no revival, Addicted to every drop of the poison that drips from your Saliva, trapped by the denial of… Love The issues goliath, why you bothering me? Let me decay in my throne of disgrace atop of the Himalayas Casting jagged stones of hate into the…

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  • Fall in Love Again

    Night fell, solemn memories of what once was… All this time away is killing me from the inside, All I want is your love back into my life All I want is another chance at being us…   I tried everything but never have I had a feeling like this before I just wanna experience…

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  • Tears in The Rain (Pt. X)

    As Stanley engulfed Walter between the very lips that kiss my cheeks every New Year’s Eve, a wave of disgust begun to churn in my stomach as he was merciless with him. Walter threw his head back from disorientation; his knees buckled as Stanley took him deep, only to come up for air, working magic…

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  • Tears in The Rain (Pt. IX)

    Silhouettes could be seen here and there, two voices in conversation, one Walter’s and the other I was unable to make out because of the television in the background. An adrenaline rush attacked me as I slinked my way to the side of the house, then to the rear of the house. I was able…

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  • Tears in the Rain (PT. VII)

    Earlier that day Walter texted that he would be home late from the job; a problem had come up that had to be rectified. It started to get late, and I was getting sleepy. I at least wanted to be in bed when Walt did come home so he would cuddle me like he used…

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  • Tears In the Rain (Pt. VIII)

    Silhouettes could be seen here and there, two voices in conversation, one Walter’s and the other I was unable to make out because of the television in the background. An adrenaline rush attacked me as I slinked my way to the side of the house, then to the rear of the house. I was able…

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  • Tears in The Rain (Pt. VI)

    I unsealed my eyes back to reality, looking up as Walt was getting dressed. The silence in the room was as thick as a southern grandma’s oatmeal. Walt turned adjusting his cufflinks to see me still on the bed, nude, Blaque still in my hand soaked with silver cream. Walter sat at the edge of…

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  • Tears In The Rain (Pt. IV)

    “Maya come back to bed!” Walter yelled at me from the bedroom. “Big Russel not done yet.” Yes, the hell we are… I’m done fuckin’, I thought to myself. Russel the wonder muscle, as he called it, had disappointed me for the last time. I didn’t want to go back in that room and let…

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  • Tears In The Rain (Pt. V)

    I cringed. If only Walter could have seen the shameless disappointment on my face as my eyes popped open. Walter hopped up almost breaking his damn neck to go clean himself, leaving his thick semen mess all over my backside. “There’s trouble back at the office that needs to be seen about,” Walter yelled running…

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  • Tears in The Rain

    As we stripped down I took in every inch of him; his body was smooth and well defined, an activist of the gym, he dangled a thick juicy dick in front of me like food teasing an animal. I wanted him; I needed him. Without hesitation, I engulfed him greedily into my mouth, constricting my…

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