Confessions of a Twink [Ziam]

[...] The sound of lawn mower is bearly hearable. My mind is too focused on the sweat slowly flowing down his tan, muscular body. I want to touch him. I want to caress his skin up and down and kiss every inch of it. I want him to fill me up with love and not only that. He's beautiful and I want him. And I know I won't...