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A Selfie Story: Cock, Camera, Cum!

As I gazed at the hot selfie on my phone, my heart raced and my cock twitched in desire. I could feel the heat radiating off of his muscles as he smiled mischievously at me. His ample chest and tight abs were accentuated by his smooth and glowing skin. His brown eyes were inviting me on an wild sexual adventure, and his thick cock was beckoning me to share in his pleasure. I knew I had to take this opportunity to write about it, to share my experience with the world and give readers a glimpse into my mind. It was time for me to tell my own “selfie story” – a story of cock, camera, and cum.

Table of Contents

• 1. First Sight – How Looking at a Sexy Selfie Set Me Up for Smoldering Pleasure
• 2. Getting to Know Him – Exploring His Assets and Revealing His Desires
• 3. Going All In – Capturing His Lustful Embrace and Unbridled Passion
• 4. Finishing with a Bang – The Explosive Finale of This Selfie Story
• In Conclusion

1. First Sight – How Looking at a Sexy Selfie Set Me Up for Smoldering Pleasure

I clicked open his selfie. The thumbnail had looked innocent enough—jeans, converse, the guy’s famously styled hair—but the full-sized image exploded with pure heat. He was naked, body glistening in the sunlight, standing in a perfect triangle shape. Every inch of him was a total turn-on. His well-defined pecs, his smooth abdominals, those beautifully thick legs, but the thing that grabbed me the most was his cock. Just a solid nine inches, totally rock hard and jerking with anticipation. I wanted to dive in right then and take it all in.

I felt my own cock harden under my jeans as I continued looking. It was like his gaze had gotten inside me and turned everything on its head. I wanted to be close to him, feel his body against mine as we explored each other, send our pleasure to unimaginable heights. I felt a hot and heavy flush of arousal course through me as I clicked the selfie one more time, imprinting it deep into my memory.

2. Getting to Know Him – Exploring His Assets and Revealing His Desires

1. Inseparable at Sight
My eyes have no choice but to fixate on him; the man in the picture is pure sin. I can see his heavily muscled chest and how his firm stomach leads to a tantalizingly tight pair of slick red boxer briefs. His confident smirk and bright eyes promise something enigmatic and guy from the south my lil hometown of riverdale. His thumb droops down into the abyss of his briefs revealing the head of his glorious cock and the urge to know more surges through me.

2. The Desires of the Selfie
There’s a thrill in running gently along the curves of his vibrant pale body, a hunger of desire that I can feel within each touch. An attention to detail I pay when thirsty for the knowledge of him. My lips part and salivate as my gaze falls downward and if I looked close enough I would be able to make out every vein and smooth crease. His sweet aroma difficult to miss in the confines of my fantasy, the scent of ripe strawberries and freshly cut grass are intoxicating.

3. Going All In – Capturing His Lustful Embrace and Unbridled Passion

My heart raced as I gazed into the camera, sending a selfie to my beloved. I had just sent a picture of myself with a teaser of what I was wearing: tight black briefs, clinging to me so it showed my form. My bare chest slightly exposed and I longed to feel him touch my skin. Would he dare?

I trembled as I waited, obsessively checking my phone for his response. Suddenly, my phone buzzed! My heart skipped a beat. He had responded and with double entendre! I knew he wanted what I wanted – to feel his body pressed against mine.

We allowed ourselves to be completely in the moment, surrendering to our desires. His eyes shimmered with love and lust as I melted in his arms. We became one, our poetic bodies intertwined and as we reached orgasm, all our worries and troubles faded away. This, I thought, was the ultimate selfie.

4. Finishing with a Bang – The Explosive Finale of This Selfie Story

As I pressed down on him, taking in every bit of his hard, toned body, I felt as though coming down from the peak of a roller coaster, slowly descending until I reached the bottom. I could feel his heart beating against my chest, and his breathing getting heavier as his desire began to overwhelm him as much as mine had overcome me from the moment I saw his selfie. I mashed our lips together one last time as I moved lower on his body, my eyes blazing with desire and my need to get all of him. I felt my manhood against his thigh, straining for the opportunity to please him more and more as I kissed around his body, taking my time with each area in order to maximize our pleasure.

Finally, I reached his hard manhood, kissing it before pushing myself towards him with my mouth. His gasps of pleasure as I moved my tongue around him filled the air as if it were my words, as if I had conjured his pleasure with my touch. I felt his load build in my mouth, and heard his guttural cries letting me know he was nearing the peak of pleasure, causing my own moans to join his. Then, suddenly, he erupted with such force I thought I was going to be split in two, and I begrudgingly had to stop, even though I wanted to take every ounce of him within me. We lay motionless, panting, trying to find our composure in the aftermath of such an explosive finale.

In Conclusion

I ended my evening by one last glance in my phone’s camera, my face still flush with pleasure and my hair disheveled from the hours of intense pleasure. I’d made a small slice of heaven out of the pictures of hot guys on my phone, and as I curled up in bed, feeling the warmth of satisfaction wrapping itself around me I thought to myself “yes, the power of selfies never ceases to amaze me. Indeed, cock, camera, cum!