Hyungry favorite boy

He remembered the look in his hyungry favorite boy a desire so raw a hunger that mirrored his own. Every touch every glance was a promise a silent agreement. The air crackled with unspoken tension. Then the first kiss a soft exploration that quickly deepened into something far more urgent. His hand reached out to caress feeling the warmth beneath his fingertips. Each movement was deliberate a dance of anticipation. He watched his boy's face a canvas of pure pleasure. The room grew hot filled with their raw desires. He pulled him closer unwilling to let even an inch separate them. The air was thick with their moans a symphony of passion. Every touch ignited new sensations a fiery exploration. Their bodies moved as one a perfect rhythm. He watched him captivated by every detail. The raw intensity of the moment was intoxicating utterly consuming. He leaned in closer his breath hot against his ear. Each thrust was deeper more insistent. Their cries filled the space a testament to their shared passion. He held him tight never wanting the moment to end. The world outside ceased to exist only them only this. He looked into his eyes seeing the love and desire reflected back. This was his favorite boy always and forever.