He took me in with a deep and aggressive thrust, desire emanating from his desire-filled eyes. I moaned as he filled me, the sensations overwhelming and euphoric. The heat and pressure of him taking my body was intensely pleasurable as my own desire unravelled, and it wasn’t long until I was screaming with pleasure as he released inside me. The reward was all his, and all I could do was ride the wave of sweet release.
Author: Fuck Boy
He felt his heart racing as his hands nervously fumbled with the buttons of his shirt. A warmth spread through his body as he stepped closer, following his deepest desires. Suddenly, he was in a daze, passionately exploring the embrace of another man… His first taste of gay pleasure.
I could barely contain my excitement as he unfastened the top button of his jeans and my eyes widened at the sight of his huge, hard magnum, begging to be touched. I couldn’t resist as I knelt before him and caressed the smooth shaft and tasted pure perfection.
He was my coach, I was his student. He taught me of passion, desire and domination. I devoted to him intensely, surrendering my body and mind to his every command. Our sport was pleasure, and we didn’t care about the refs. We ripped off each other’s clothes and explored each other with feverish intensity, playing until there was nothing left to do but forget the rules and kiss our way to a well-earned victory. Game over. F*ck THE REFS!
The Adonis’ body was a temple and I was its only worshipper, exploring with my tongue every inch of his muscled perfection. His moans of delight sent sparks through my veins as my lust surged with barely containable intensity. With an energy fueled by geeky passion and desire, our bodies melded together as a harmonious union, so intense we were only one.
As I stared into his eyes, an electric feeling pulsed through me. He stripped off his swimming trunks and revealed his slender body, smooth and toned. His cock inviting and tantalizing. I pulled him towards me, skin to skin, and pressed my lips firmly against his inviting mouth. I took his hands in mine and guided them over my body as we kissed deeply. My breath quickened as I felt his pulsating desire swell against my thigh. A primal surge of passion swept over us as we moved together in a sea of pleasure and desire.
He wiggled out of his thin white trunks, revealing a package of sexy curves that begged to be explored. I licked my lips in anticipation, desire burning through me like a wildfire. I needed to feel him against me, and I let my hands drift lightly over his slick skin, brushing lightly back and forth, teasing and tantalizing. I wanted him, and he craved me just as badly.
I stepped out from behind the curtain, my body shaking from anticipation. My heart raced. The lights were blinding and I could feel my favorite audience before me, eagerly awaiting to see my homoerotic performance. I began to follow the motions I was rehearsing in front of the mirror for weeks. As I climaxed, I felt my desire and vulnerability mingle in a way that was new to me–all to the sounds of thunderous applause.
He could hardly contain his excitement as he felt 25 loads escorting him on a wild and passionate ride. He moaned with each wave of pleasure, his body trembling with desire as the seminal satisfactions filled him up. Every drop of cum filling his tight twink hole seemed to reveal its own exquisite treasures, pushing him further into a realm of pure ecstatic bliss.
I pressed my hard body against his soft and slender frame, feeling his warmth, his smell. My lips explored every exposed inch of skin, sending sparks through his body as I kissed my way up his neck and finally his lips. I wanted to connect in a way I’d never before, and I found it in that forbidden embrace. It was one hot night I’ll never forget.