Month: February 2018

How to get wet in a roofless house!

When I left my house on Sunday I swear to whatever you believe in that I never had sex in mind. I just wanted to have my body touched. I wanted to get love or appreciation, maybe something to last a month or two, I took a book as a gift, maybe he will kiss me even more.


Am starving of worship! I want to be worshipped. I am crying because I love you but you love another, you don’t seem to bother about the too many attentions I throw at you, instead you prefer someone else’s cruel treatment and lies they feed you.

Being Gay!

How will the world see me, how do I tell them I might be gay? All I ever wanted was to kiss your lips, to feel your breath on my skin, hot and silky while I touch your curves.