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Travis Green Jul 21
His masculinity was tongue-twistingly tempting
Gawk-stunning, meltdown-gifted
Wet-dream sculpted, loaded like
A weapon of mass destruction

Every curve a canvas of perfection
That made me freeze like crazy
That pulled me into his sexalicious deliciousness
Every inch of him was slick-glazed
And red-hot smoking like no other

Magnetically passionate
Slang-packed splashiness
The cocktail king of my gay dreams
My *****-voiced loverboy
My flavor-loaded, top-shelf beefcake
My heartthrob hurricane
I stayed high off his alphatastical allure
Gay-wasted on his gangstatacular magnetism
Blissed out, blackout drunk
On his swagged-out masterpiece
Stunned on sight, so in love with his
Mantastically dreamy enchantingness
Travis Green Jul 20
I was flung into his gangbuster dimension
Of tender succulent hunkiness
Meandering through his space
Of sky-sized *** appeal

Sippin’ his sexaliciousness
Caught in his cosmic sea
Of heart-stopping heat
Every cell of my being
High off his enchanting existence

I gulped down his flavor-packed
Worship-grade mantasticness
Every curve of his derriere
Every vein a canvas to cherish

He was my daddy-dripped dope boy
My supreme, stroke-kinged dream king
My jaw-drop certified Romeo
His machoness was full-volume hotness
That had me hella turnt up

I was *****-bewitched
Drenched in his thundertastic treasure
I couldn’t think straight
I was stuck in his high-powered world
Of flash-flood fine splashiness
Craving another hit of his
Hypnotically four-star alluringness
Travis Green Jul 20
He had that gangstatacular flavor
That made me melt at the sight
Of his dapperlicious mouthwatering attractiveness
His gangsta-tier geometry
I got jaw-drunk on his hunky frame

I was feenin’ for his splash-packed ***
His cheeked-up buns
His baritone-bouncing *****
His honey-baked cakes
Two planets that I treasured
Peach-poppin’ hotness
That had me hella sauced up

I crave to nuzzle his man cave
Feast on his bussy buffet
Lips first, tongue second
All in it to savor it
Bury my face in his greatness

Guzzlin’ his luscious seductiveness
Worshipping his ****-lickin’ construction
His splashtastically stacked masterpiece
Too dope not to dream about
Too swagtacular to the max

Flavor-heavy, ***-sational magneticness
I was galactically rapt
Enraptured by his dimension
Of endless supreme
So deep-space dizzy off his
Dreamy, saucy masculinity
Travis Green Jul 20
His lips were sweet, juicy fruit
That had me floating on cloud nine
His beard soaked in magical swagger
His voice, earth-shattering thunder
His abs, abso-****-lutely attention-snatching
His walk, pavement-ownin’, city-rulin’ heat
King-steppin’, street-slayin’ greatness

He dominated my gay dreams
I was love-high, daddy dagger dizzy
Hunk-strung, caked-out, stroked up
Lip-deep in his brickhouse build
Drowning in his dominion of dreaminess

He was my mantastical drug
My pleasure-packed splash
My tongue-trappin’ thugmuffin
My heart-hijackin’ hot daddy
My brain-foggin’ heartthrob

My queerness went crazy
At the sight of his high-grade fine design
His presidential pulchritude
I was lost in his power-pumped passion
His thunder-charged gangbuster swagger

I was addicted to his boss-branded handsomeness
His full-course fresh meal
With side dishes thick with sizzling hot *** appeal
Straight-up whipped by his swingin’ swizzle stick
Sippin’ shots after shots of his gangster nectar
Travis Green Jul 19
I wanted all of him
The thunder in his
Soul-seizing thugness
The vast passion
In his unmatched splashiness
His “take you down” game
His untamed, virile energy

He had me man-hungry
Man-drunk, man-stunned
Bedroom-fantasy blitzed
Queer as hell, breathless, speechless
Over the moon and straight to Mars

I marveled at his heart-hammering fine design
His beard-drippin’ beauty
My jawline-seducin’ bruiser
My stroke-certified stunning hunk
My lip-lickin’ luscious man-muffin

I basked in his molasses-meltin’ magic
I wanted mornings made
Of his deep, alluring voice
His high-octane hurricane game
His lava-slick, juicylicious kisses

Beat-down-blissed nights
Queered out, ****-drunk
My stomach full of his macho, mantastic enchantment
Screamin’ his name
Tongue-drowned, daddy-drenched
Caught in his charmstorm for all time
Travis Green Jul 19
He was the flavor I feened for
Tender in the center
Succulent, thugnificent layers to savor
My man-drug, my smoking hot sauce boss
My dreamy wave-spinnin’ Daddy
My laddalicious loverman

Unmatchable, eye-snatching, and
Traffic-stopping masculinity
Jaw-dropping work of straight-up soul-slaying art
Beardtacular beauty, chestalicious
Abnificent, bicepalicious

I drowned in his grand slamming handsomeness
Deep in his attention-grabbing splashiness
Lost in his gangbuster flame
I was hooked like molly
Like that good kush at a block party
Like angel dust laced in lust

I was moon-level gone
High off him, boy-crazy, boy-wild
Boy-obsessed, boy-inebriated
He had me seeing stars
Made my gay heart stutter
With his **** street slickness
His freshaliciou realness

His swagger, so astronomically phenomenal
Swag-sealed *** appeal
Crisis-level fine
Eye-candy elite
The mancrush masterpiece
Of my gay, flowery dreams
Travis Green Jul 19
He was my splashy Daddy
My supreme dream
My king of deep-stroke passion
Ruling my mind, body, and soul
With nice and slow explosions
Breath-snatching finesse

He had me treading on air
Soaring through his dimension
Of boundless man-bliss
Marinated in his studalicious sauce
Wrecked and possessed
By his treasured sexnificent majesticness

I was man-drunk, man-spun, man-hijacked
Dazed off his drip-rich, street-slick deliciousness
He was too smooth, too **** handsome
His masculinity was so **** sexually prepossessing
A felony in poetic motion
So mad hot freshnificent
Swagtastical to the bone

With that Bronx bravado
Harlem hotness, Staten Island smoothness
Ohio dopeness, Philly grit
A mantacular masterpiece lit to the max
I was addicted to the way his
Dreamy hazel eyes changed hues
Like fluorite and alexandrite gemstones

I was man-sprung, toe-curled, and
Tongue-tied off his crunk succulent hunkiness
Waves spinnin’, tatted, and fresh to death
Straight-up **** AF in his top-shelf J’s
He was so soothing with his ruling power
I was so gay as hell, so lost in his
Thugtabulous attractiveness
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