lonely boys miss bodies. smell skin, saltiness. rough whisper stubble — A.M. Harte, Hungry

A.M. Harte Hungry For You

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When I am lonely for boys what I miss is their bodies. The smell of their skin, its saltiness. The rough whisper of stubble against my cheek. The strong firm hands, the way they rest on the curve of my back.

A.M. Harte, Hungry For You

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