Alone, he calls: Lima's hottest boy
The urgent need for connection pulses through him, his body aching with desire. He's been told he's Lima's hottest boy, and tonight, he's using that power to his advantage. The call connects, and he hears the breathless anticipation on the other end. 'Estoy solo,' he confirms, his voice laced with hunger. The conversation is a dance, a tease, as he describes his body, his touch, his growing need. His hand moves faster, his breath hitching as he nears the edge. The voice on the other end is a desperate whimper, 'Ven, ven ahora' - 'Come, come now.' But he's already there, his body convulsing as he finds his release, his voice a low groan as he whispers, 'Too late, I've already come.' The call ends, leaving him breathless, his body spent, but his mind already craving the next call.