It was his raw, sexual magnetism that drew me in, initially.
He was on sexual fire, and even I comprehended that much. His eyes were magnetic and hungry. I felt they could burn a hole through me, make me cum with just a glance.
But slowly, it became something more, something larger, something that would continue to grow and expand into an unfathomable longing, a secret longing, wanting something you can never really have.
I adored things, like his sharp, beautiful bone structure, particularly, his cheekbones, and his full, pretty mouth, a mouth so pretty and pouty it should belong to a girl.
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