A Jock’s Lustful Knock On My Door
I knew it was going to happen – I had been dreaming of it for days. When I heard the knock on my door, I knew it was him. My mind filled with hues of passionate reds and lustful blues as I opened the door to reveal a 6 foot tall jock, his muscled body clad in tight spandex. His eyes locked with mine, and in that moment I knew I had found something special.
Table of Contents
- 1. A Knock on My Door That Changed Everything
- 2. His Hot Body Pressed Against Me
- 3. The Lustful Catharsis of a Jock’s Embrace
- 4. An Erotic Adventure of Forbidden Desires
- The Conclusion
1. A Knock on My Door That Changed Everything
I answer the door, a tall and muscular male stands there, a jock in the traditional sense of the word. His broad shoulders and strong arms fill my view, and I can’t keep my eyes off him. He moves his eyes from my own and sweeps them lower, to my chest, abs, and the pants below my waist.
“Come in,” I utter, my mouth at times feeling dry and my breathing getting heavy. I can feel my heart beat faster, my skin responding to his presence in sensuous, molten motion. His eyes stay focused on my body and he confidently strides in, closing the door behind him. He stands just inches from me now, glancing up and down my body, lustfully analyzing every contour of my frame. His piercing eyes carry an intensity, an energy, an electricity that causes an aching sensation in my groin. I am instantly aroused and my body suddenly feels lighter, as if something has been awoken by the sheer presence of his being. There is something in his gaze that entices and enchants me, flooding me with unfathomable desire. He takes off his shirt, speaking with his eyes and inviting me to surrender to the heavenly power of his muscled body.
2. His Hot Body Pressed Against Me
My Heart Beat:
I could feel my heart pounding in my chest as the welcome sound of his light knock fell on the wood of my door. I knew who it was, Connor, the jock from school who had been trying to get close to me for months. I had tried to avoid him, using excuses and half-truths, but now here he was on my doorstep, lusting after me in a way he had never expressed before.
Our Bodies Connected:
The door opened to his invitingly hot body, fitted perfectly in jeans and a tight t-shirt that showcased his broad chest and muscular arms. His body was primed and ready, as though he knew what he wanted and wanted it from me. Our bodies connected electrically as he stepped inside and I felt a shudder run through me as our passionate gazes met in the fresh, evening light.
3. The Lustful Catharsis of a Jock’s Embrace
The Knock
My heart skipped a beat when I heard the knock on my door, it was too seductive to ignore. I opened the door to find my handsome jock standing there, a heady mix of lust and anticipation percolating within me. His bold emerald eyes flashed with want, his tight muscular physique a intoxicating reminder of his raw power. I was overwhelmed by his energy, my breath quickening in my chest.
The Embrace
Without resistance I fell into his arms, his lips meeting mine with an undeniable passion. His body was so firm against mine, creating an electrifying friction between us. Our tongues intertwined as we explored each other with greedy hunger, the intensity sending shivers of pleasure through my body. His hands roved my body, caressing, massaging and igniting a million nerve endings in the process. I never wanted the moment to end.
4. An Erotic Adventure of Forbidden Desires
- My Bedroom
I stood behind my bedroom door, my heart beating rapidly, my breath shallow. I heard it again – the knock I otherwise might have attributed to the wind – the strong, demanding knock that had awoken me from a deep sleep and sent my senses into predatory anticipation. I recognized the knock, and welcomed it in a way I was terrified to admit, drawing out the button to lock my door and clenching it in my hand. It was him, and this time, he was here to stay.
I opened the door carefully, and what I saw on the other side - the sight of his might and desire – was enough to cause my breath to catch in my throat. He stood in my doorway, towering with his gruff figure, and in his presence, all I could do was admire and ache for him. His gaze lit my entire bedroom on fire, and when his eyes fell upon mine, I knew I’d never be the same again. He was here, and there was no going back.
- His Touch
He moved in closer, trapping me in his intoxicating masculinity, and I found myself wanting – no, needing – to reach out and touch him. I couldn’t help myself, and to my surprise, he gently pulled me closer to him as my hand connected with his skin, sending a chill of pleasure up and down my spine. His hard body felt so good pressed against mine, and when he captured my lips in his own I felt everything inside me awaken. He murmured something I could hardly hear, and without another word, he swept me up into his strong arms and carried me off into a night of unspeakable pleasures.
The Conclusion
The sun was starting to set in the sky as I heard a knock on my door. It was the jock, handsomely beautiful and lustful. I stepped aside to let him in, already feeling the buzz of anticipation. His hands were strong and his body fit and muscled. His eyes sparkled and I felt a warmth swell inside me that couldn’t be contained. I moved close to him and his lips met mine in a passionate kiss. Together we savored the moment, until the sun finally disappeared. And as it was sinking away, I felt our connection growing deeper, like I could take on the world with him by my side. Nothing else mattered than the present and the pleasure I felt with him. It was like all time and space was rushing past us, but we were locked in a timeless embrace, a shared intimacy between two men.
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