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Pete, my beautiful boy. Lost my senses, I'm defenseless. His beauty is holding me ransom. Sweet and sour, I devour. Lying here I count the hours.

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by charisurluve

by charisurluve

21.1.22

•|Vegas|•

Pete Phongsakorn undressed in front of me today.

I saw him through his window.

In the opposite building through my binoculars. He looked out of the window. But he seemed to stare into space. Not outside the window.

But at his reflection in the glass.

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