He is with charm!

He is with charm!

A Chapter by JessyJacob

He iis the only guy whom i looked again second time to see who is this handsom guy, i never see any guy like a film star dying crazy about him, may be a handsom guy who people like die hard, but this is him and only a guy who looked too handsom guy more than holly tolly bolly kolly wood heros.

He is that guy who i like to just kisd on every inch of his body
Touch him from the day he born and so got tall and touch his face as it changed from baby face to cute chubby then to young and teenage cheeks, then to skinny fCe with youthful look and further turning into mayured guy with straightening his curls then to mid 30s with a look of handsom stylish to fully grown strong and responsible man.
I imagine every look of him and then kiss
His first the wide forehead with three lines,
His beautiful eyes that beholds my average looks and me into his adorable love
His cheeks that makes me to just touch with my wetness just to make him feel my love
His nose that is long which smells the intricacies with nuances
His lips thin always makes a flying kiss to me as he never get a chance to kiss directly
Anf his tongue that tastes his fav food and mostly the dairy which he just cant wait to drink with sucking with it and with both lips, he says i dont need anything but just my lactic acid.
His neck which made me to fall in love the loving touch i usually make him to wrap around my heart and back with his head on me
His wide shoulders and chest the heart which just chants me to see and feel her love by saying um umm where my voice reciprocates without a millisecond gap and without my sense of nerves saying umm kanna, where usually any one*s heart says lab dub but his is so.
His tummy the only place where i always check whether he ate or keeping starving .
His hands so not like averGe men with hair, like a teenage hand with light hair never cares about his bones and lifts heavy weights where i ask him can i help jou why hou are hurting they just got joined recently after a fracture the mighty bones he thinks are strong enough and dont worry he replies back
His wide palm that holds my cheeks completely when he makes me so close to him
His abdomen and then legs then his feet which are same as his dad*s feet where he gets averGe size though he is 5.6 to 5 7
His legs i feel like sitting on them when he makes a jesture in pic see these are for ypu, and i am sorry if it hurts you when someone has touched them, i say i didnt want you to say sorty i know how people feel like public use where they come and use you say its so huge and start feeling it, and i too didnt mind when people talked abt your baggy pant, it just hurts people look for that part when they see a man i think they jist need that to poke theirs as they cNt live without man* s orgasm, and just want it anyway.

His knees and then to feet always i used tp get thst part of skin exposed to see other tgan his face or habds when he wear a tee

Then even if i happened to see where he hides entirely and shows a single hair i wojld never miss it to see
His curls always i feel did you comb, never say that and stop looking at my haor which he funnily makes spikes with gel where he always wants a straightened hair i say you look cute in curls my neloved krishna thats the charm .

Mostly which i miss.in him is his beautiful smiling teeth to catch a snap and put it in my heart by making a bite teeth touching teeth you never see that craziness i dont know whether any lober feels my wish and not the least but last only the one shich i always want to touch is his konda naluka his second tongue, like a bell in church or a temple which i feel so devogional sound it makes it makes feel his to touch with my fingers as i feed him and make sure he is not xlipping food into his lungs with hastiness he ates sometimes i just make nim drink water.

I love him want to hug from back and take a pic into my heart and my desk.

Today i felt tears in my eyes as he just not letting himself to come and meet me
Do you want me to die without touching your body whicn is just made so heVenly and ethereal by god and your beautiful parents , what is the use of me which are just living the life by just watching hour pics,
We are losing our charm and strength and people still mind their own selfixh desires.

This my body never connected with any body as i followed the only sutra ok book kamasutra and you helped me to secretly hide hoir soul to just not be touched by any and you did too, where we covered our purity or virginity to make dirt i covered my body with your soul and i covered your body with my soul so that our inner core never seen or touched by any. That is the the diya or light inside our bodies which never stops from lightining even after we pass out from these bodies.

I love you
Jessy jacob
It is you who will follow me to the eternity
As you are the one who is protecting that diya .



© 2024 JessyJacob


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A wonderfully heartfelt poem of praise for his being, each of his parts that are wonderful and glorious... worthy of your devotion and desire... your fingers trailing, feeling the hair, the pulsing life, the smooth skin, that soft belly, the hard lingam, rising in power for your eyes to behold, even your lips to kiss... behold the man... you dance before him, casting off all that separates... simply naked... pleasing his loving gaze...surrounding him with your spirit and soul...

Posted 7 Months Ago


I apologise for my typos which i would correct it later, as my tiny keyborad of my mobile is too small for my finger touch where the keys are not the one which i am trying to type. Its not that i am poor in english this is me well spoken with grammar though for few it looks so poor quality i dont think i am that poor but i can handle any accent as i travelled from west to east.

Posted 7 Months Ago


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7 Months Ago

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7 Months Ago

Thank you for your kind words. As i am in office i couldnt rsply to hour reviews but i read them. read more

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Added on April 22, 2024
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