Your hands on my neck 🔞

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"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐧. 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐭𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐤.
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• Heavy smut
• Porn without Plot
• Choking Kink
• I'm 😇
• Inspired by Jeff's Bodyslam concert outfit. 

                            

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Porchay watches the live stream, waiting for his boyfriend to go on stage. He couldn't watch Kim's performance live due to his classes that ended late. He decided to just stay in their apartment, watch his boyfriend through the screen, and wait for him to come home.
Kim's silhouette shows up on the screen, and Porchay felt so excited. It's been awhile since he watched his boyfriend perform on stage.
Porchay's excitement completely turned 180° when Kim got on the stage. Tank top that exposes almost half of his sides, pants with white tassels on each front pocket, and those beautiful accessories—rings and bracelets. But what really caught Porchay's attention were those necklaces that Kim was wearing. 3-layered silver necklace with thin and thick chains, and that... that black buckled choker that perfectly sits on Kim's neck.
That sight ignited something inside Porchay. He felt hot, thirsty, and needy all at the same time. He needs Kim. He wants Kim.
He was biting his lower lip and nibbling on his lips as his eyes never left the screen, following his boyfriend along.
It also doesn't help his growing needs with how Kim sways his hips sensually as he sings, his tongue sticking out—fuck, Porchay wants that skillful tongue inside him—and how his nipple peeks out of his tank top.
He wants Kim inside him.
He needs Kim to fuck him.
"I miss you. Please come home fast after your performance." He typed in a message for his boyfriend, sending it at the same time Kim kneels on the floor as he bangs his head together with the blaring sound of the bass guitar.
Porchay can already feel his jogger pants tightening; the more Kim sticks his tongue out and waves his body, the more turned on he feels.
When Kim left the stage, he hurriedly grabbed his phone and sent another message to his boyfriend: "Home, please." He got a reply in less than five minutes: "I'll be on my way, love."
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