He was a heatwave generator
That set me ablaze
Hotter than the Fourth of July fireworks
Had my boy-crazy heart
Fiending for more of his
Soul-rocking, earth-shattering love

A galaxy of grandiosity
A high-vibe haven of heavenly pleasure
A velvet dreamland
Of unprecedented temptation
A flavor-laced playground
That left me confounded
By his astounding beauty

Dude was so smooth with his
Attitude and pulchritude
He had my gay heart
Doing breathtaking backflips
Basking in his bold, drip-loaded flavor
His splashy, gravity flex

Serving up swagger-packed thugness
That had me catching
Unlimited gay feelings for him
So mad crazy in love
With his dreamy man-energy
Straight vibing on his electrifying game

His mantastic mountain
Of majestic beauty
Had me in a chokehold
So gung-** about his
Bossed-up savage-hot hunkiness
His sizzle-rich, steezed-out sexiness

My street-scorching Firestarter
My freshalicious flex-fiend
My knockout-level kryptonite
With that cosmic backside

****-worthy buns
Supernova *****
For me to groove on
Rest my head on
Caress all night long
He was so deliciously dreamylicious
My walking, jaw-dropping heartthrob
My dreadalicious-dipped fantasy man
His chocolate eyes saw right through my heart
X-rayed every cell of my being

With sculpted pecs to taste like edible rainbow candy
Ablicious, washboard hotness
I vibed on his stellar virile world
Cherishing him, devouring him
Completely soul-deep into everything about him

He was a whole thirst trap snack wrap
To chow down on and taste
All the flavorlicious magic
Flowing in my throat
Within the depths of my soul
So dreadalicious and beardnificent

Locs for days that amazed me
Jawline royalty to adore
Street-certified heat
That had me floating on air
Lost in his cloud-nine dynasty

Straight-up man fuel
That had me cranked up to the max
Loving him, drowning in his
Treasure-charged allure
His mesmerizing man-vibes

My bushy-faced beefcake
My favorite sensational man-meal
I couldn’t help but lick
The surface of his plate
To savor his supernova perfection

My high-powered, buffed-up studmuffin
My chest-candy, my eye-candy, my man candy
With that heart-stopping hot boy energy
That left me spacey, speechless, and
Forever stuck on his infectious, treasured love

my muse, with the collar round your neck
i hope it restricts
cause i like hearing you gasp for air

my muse, with the low cut top
i like to think i can hear the buttons pop
cause you're just too shy to do 'em yourself

my muse, with the bright eyes
prettily pawing from down below
you sit like a puppy waiting for your treat
i dunno if you deserve it, though...

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i'm not even famous,
but all my ****'s the latest

not your sweet sixteen
i'm nineteen and naughty
a little needy, but i'm not naive
i'm all a stupid boy like you will ever need

no white collar, i use a different type
gotta put you in your place, keep you on my leash

you like my low body kit
i'll swerve the supra faster than you fall to your knees
faster than the stark command of my sweet voice
"ah, did you feel that ~?"

when i walk, they turn their heads
call me your idol, take a quick pic for your friend

i'm affluent, i just can't hide it
we breath the same air, but we're not on the same level
needless to say, i'm your trendsetter
don't try to compare

everybody wanna be me
but i'm not even famous

Though Yunho was still smiling, his tone was eerily flat when he spoke. “Yes, it sounds … quite beautiful, doesn’t it? To marry a handsome man. Bring him into your home. Make love to him for the first time. Let him ----- you ---- and take your --------- on the soft sheets. Make you scream his name so that everyone hears how much he loves you.”

“Yunho?”

“Yes?”

“We’ve talked about this, remember? What’s appropriate to say to me, and what you should keep to yourself.”

“… I’m sorry, I just think you’re so handsome. I get flustered and say the wrong things.”

“I know, and I’m flattered,” Mingi said, his tone soft and slow. “I think it’s sweet, but you need to be careful. You can’t say things like that around anyone else. I could get in trouble with your parents if they find out about … the things we’ve done in the stables. So please, try and keep the fantasies to yourself.”

“It’s just us,” Yunho pointed out, slowly lowering his hands from his cheeks. “No one has to know. I won’t tell a soul. Not even Roméo, and I tell him everything.”

Mingi sighed and reached up to get his glasses in hand. This allowed him to pinch the bridge of his nose. There was a twinge starting to settle there, which always appeared whenever Yunho started to get on his nerves. After a soothing pinch and rub, he replaced his glasses.

“Yeah, okay,” he said, his tone filled with resignation. “Just us.”

Yunho hummed in delight because he was so happy to have gotten his way.

“I can make it sweet,”

Mingi whispered against his throat. He pressed open mouthed kisses over the little freckles and moles that dotted the lovely ***** of his neck, and then he ****** a firm kiss just beneath his ear. It wasn’t hard enough to bruise the skin, but it still made the boy gasp and scratch his nails over his back.

“Or I can make it hurt.”

Rather than **** another kiss against the boy’s throat, he parted his mouth wide enough to expose his teeth. They sank into the side of his neck with such force the skin almost yielded to his sharp canines and incisors.

Yunho tensed beneath him. Mingi felt his throat spasming beneath his bite. For a second, it seemed like he might struggle, like he might push him away or hit his fists against him to make him stop with a scared whine.

But the sound that left his lips wasn’t one of fear, it was sweet pleasure. The kind which made the head spin and the thighs tremble.

“Oh, Mingi,” he moaned. “Oh … it feels …”

Mingi held on for a moment before trading his teeth for his lips. ****** a firm kiss against the dimples he had left behind in his flesh. As he released him, he asked,

“What do you like more?”

“Nnn, make it hurt,”

Yunho whimpered against his arm.

“Bruise me more. I want everyone to see how much attention you give me.”

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