The son of the king

Tall and broad
thin and high cheekbones
i called him the thinking king
i combined thin and king

you could compare his strong gaze to green lasers
that firm look his eyebrows gave
told me he was interested in a Dave
i am not after quality but quantity

Closer and closer he came
rubbed his leg on mine
i moved mine to my leg
i am not a toy to be bitten nor do i want everything

consistent he was and hard headed i was
i am not going to lie i  looked forward to this everyday
so i told him
i want real and not pleasure but pleasure and real

summoned for a meeting at his private condo
i ring the bell he opens and opens his robe
eyes looking everywhere and a stick forming
i am here for a meeting sir,not pleasure even though it was what i seek most in the world


ties his robe and says alright
and i say alright lets fuck
but promise to tell me about the real you
not the model made of you society wants

passionate kissing passionate about each other
we could run away at that moment to a island and never come back
eat all we want stay fit and fuck and love
unzips my buttons and unbuttons my pants

moans all over, its love sex and desire
i grip his pecs and he grips my bottom
all clothes of at this point
our dicks rub and rub and rub

abs connect as a puzzle
is this the one is he the one
our eyes attempt to find each other
passionate kissing moaning and breathing continues
part 1