Rare In the closet

"What the heck we're tu thinking por trying to walk inicial knowing tu are doped up on medication?" Michael asked. "I wasn't originally planning to, I was going to hail a taxi but when tu told me they didn't run this late....I was going to walk home. I'm not a big fan of riding with strangers because of the whole stranger danger thing." Kasey explained. "Well tu don't have to worry about stranger danger with me, so where do tu live?" Michael asked. "I live three blocks away on 51st street." Kasey answered resting her head on the back of the seat. " So um...what's your name por the way??" Michael...

He was disguised as a normal pop estrella but really he was a angel. Just think about it: He cares so much about other people, he loved kids, he always wanted to make us happy, he visited hospitals, he wanted to heal the world, he has the most angelic voice ever, and tones of other things in an ángel that tu can think of. And just think about the song "You Are Not Alone" and think about the video. Did tu see how beautiful he looked? I don't know about tu guys but to me, I think he just wanted to reveal his true his angelic side of him to us. And tu do know that the name "Michael" is actually...

"Uh!" Michael rolled over and brushed his curls away. Mark held Michael's ankles and then pulled his hips to his own loins. Their warm bare skin igniting. The sight of Michael's throbbing phallus between his knees made Mark continue with purely animalistic intents.

He gripped his own full cock and nestled it beneath his partner's balls. They were high and tight and the skin below was taut with strain. Michael fixed his dark lidded eyes to Mark, watching, studying him, waiting for him. Mark pressed his tip gently to his hole. It wasn't too tense and he soon had the head inside.

Michael, upon being...