A Jock in His Selfie is Worth Two in the Bedroom.
I had always admired the jock’s selfie on his social media account. He was shirtless, showing off his fit, rippling muscles and washboard abs. His eyes sparkled in the summer sun, and I just knew he was the one I had been waiting for. Little did I know, the jock in his selfie was worth two in the bedroom – by that, I mean that his hot body was only the beginning of what we’d share between the sheets.
He was insatiable and wildly passionate. His rough fingers would grab me, hard, and pull me close. There were no boundaries, no taboos. It was just pure pleasure. His smooth, thick skin felt like velvet against my own and our heated, panting breaths were enough to drive me wild. I went to places I had never thought possible, as I clung to him in the throes of our passionate embrace.
Yes, the jock in the selfie was worth two in the bedroom. That night, I tasted rapture like I never had before.
Table of Contents
- 1.The Pedigree of a Sexy Selfie
- 2.Seducing the Jock from Afar
- 3.An Ode to His Magnificent Musculature
- 4.Drawing the Jock Closer Into Your Web
- In Retrospect
1.The Pedigree of a Sexy Selfie
Stealing a Glance:
The profuse heat of summer embraces the beauty of flesh. Muscles ripple on the jock in his selfie – the flexed arm showcasing a tribal tattoo, his sensual smile playing coy, inviting further glances. Sweat drips from his toned arms, hinting at a naughty promise of what he can do in the bedroom.
Unleashing the Beast:
That first moment is just the beginning of the journey. Excitement builds as I imagine those plump lips pressed against my skin, feel the muscled arms embrace me in passionate embrace. I imagine the satin friction of our bodies in motion, bathed in a revealing honeymoon of pleasure. How strong will his presence be? How passionate can our lips be? How wild can we be? The summer heat and the prospects of his body give way to a naughty dream.
2.Seducing the Jock from Afar
- The Seduction
His perfect partner wouldn’t be hard to find. A tall, toned, and tanned jock showcased perfectly in his selfie would suffice. It was an unspoken call of seduction, a magnetic tug on the heartstrings that propelled him to action and away from the screen. He pushed himself away from his laptop, and into his shoes, determined to make a lasting impression. The walk to the jock’s house was short, as was his temper. He was hungry and thirsty, with a craving for those perfectly posed lips and the toned physique that had been hidden beneath the selfies.
The jock had invited him in, and so he stepped through the doorway, his energy rising and the moment approaching. He could feel the heat coming from the jock’s body, and the sweet smell of his cologne filled the air. His hands moved to the jock’s chest, tracing the hard muscles beneath his shirt and feeling the warmth of his skin against his fingertips. Soon, the jock’s clothes were stripped away, revealing the body that was hidden beneath the selfies. They lay together, entwined, and the intensity of their passion slowly built as the night deepened.
3.An Ode to His Magnificent Musculature
1) The Art of Observation
My eyes lingered on the pixels of his well-defined abs. His sculpted torso emitted an air of class that could only be appreciated in the most intimate of settings. But my gaze was soon overpowered by his thick, muscular arms. They were the size and shape of a tree trunk, but with a softness to them that hinted at a sensuality hidden in his lithe frame.
The firmness of his body demanded further exploration—an exploration I could only find by unbuttoning my shirt and allowing his magnificence to envelope me. The sheer size and power of his guns mesmerized me and kept me coming back for more.
2) His Skin
The ability of his skin to tantalize and excite me was something I could not ignore. The extraordinary attention he gave to his body allowed me to be just another canvas for him to paint a masterpiece that he took pleasure in looking at. As I looked closer I could see subtle muscles gliding and stretching over his body, as if in a glorious ballet.
Each inch of him was worthy of celebration and each touch capable of taking me to the heights of ecstasy. I desired nothing more than to be able to touch, taste and experience his magnificent musculature. He was like a god in his selfie and twice as divine in his flesh.
4.Drawing the Jock Closer Into Your Web
As my fingers lingeringly traced the lines of his muscular frame, I felt a certain satisfaction rush through my veins. The ripple of his toned muscles had me feeling intoxicated as if I was the one conqueror of his assets. His broad shoulders seemed to envelope me as if they were protective wings and I could feel his heat against my skin – and not just from the lasciviousness of our intimate moment. His ragged breathing and the flush in his cheeks were an indication of his own feelings and pleasure. With the scrutiny of his body, both felt an inescapable magnetic pull emanating from one another.
I imagined the feeling of his hands as they traveled the contours of my body and his lips as they softly brushed my neck. His rough stubble tickled my skin – leaving me feeling alive and his heat was smoldering as he moved closer towards me. His jock x-ray scanned my every move and I knew it was almost time – time to let scepticism drift away in favor of a mutual exploration never before experienced. My heart took off like a rocket as I saw his hand moving towards me and his eyes shut with a mix of pleasure and anticipation. The moment felt suspended in time and I didn’t want the experience to ever end.
In Retrospect
The night left me curled up in bed, my cheeks still flushed with the warmth of his smile and body. Each time I closed my eyes, I felt the twinkle of his eyes shining back at me, a light guiding me through the darkness. The sensations from the night before still lingered in my body, carefully tucked away and preserved like a treasured secret. Not only did I have a breathtaking memory to keep secured and close, but I know for certain now that I am right– a jock in his selfie is indeed worth twice as much as he could ever be in the bedroom.
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