He answered my request with a selfie, his smoldering gaze belying a hidden fire. I wanted to sink into the heat of his body, feel his desire for exploration, and exit with an experience I’d never forget. That night, I got my wish; the fantasy of his selfie came alive, a deliciously sensual reminder of why sometimes a little fantasy goes a long way.
Author: Hot Selfies
He was ripped, cut and jagged. His selfie sent an intensely powerful homoerotic electricity that bordered on the divine. His tight athletic body echoed thousands of years of raw, ancient sexuality that enticed me to imagine hours of pleasure. I wanted him and wanted to be wanted by him, and that want galloped unchecked and unbounded through my flesh.
He was beautiful, and his heat radiated from the screen like an electric pulse. I wanted him so bad that I could almost taste him, and I longed for our fantasy to become real. I wanted to feel his hot, smooth skin against my own, and realize my dreams of our self-sexed desires.
He grabbed my hand and cooed in my ear, “Let’s explore this time, but not with our eyes. Reach out and touch me and feel the length of my big dick. Our adventure in self-discovery is about to begin. Lips and tongues will tour each other’s bodies. Our moans and sighs like music and Heavenly art!”
The bedroom door closed softly behind me opening up a steamy world of tantalizing discovery; my eyes fixated on the walls where a series of selfies from hot guys hung as if in a stream of temptation. I ran my fingertips over their provocative curves and tight bodies, my breath quickening with each seductive detail until I could no longer resist and lost myself in the sensual heat of the moment.
My fingers tapping the screen with each new selfie I take, I’m mesmerized by the sensual curves of my body, the glint of light off my skin, as I explore my own attractions. Taking erotic selfies allows me to surrender to my passion and embody all of the pleasure I’m feeling, so I can capture the raw intensity of my desires.
My heart raced, my breath quickening, as his sexy selfie loaded on my screen. His alluring eyes, chiseled Adonis body, and full red lips called to me, tempting me with promises of hot, forbidden gay pleasure. I wanted to explore him and his body, feel his touch exploring me. I wanted to be lost in our forbidden dream of wild desire.
He took me back to his place, undressing me quickly and pushing me onto the bed. His eyes were alive with lust, and I felt my arousal mounting with each passionate touch. He kissed me hard, his hands caressing every inch of my body, until I begged him to enter me. He let me have my way, and we explored every inch of each other until I was lost in pleasure.
He stepped out of the shower, droplets of water glistened on his skin like diamonds. His muscles shimmered in the light, I wanted to feel them beneath my fingertips. His gaze connected with mine as he took a selfie, my heart raced with excitement. Within seconds, I was lost in a talcum powder-scented homoerotic exploration – moments of joy that will remain forever in my memory.
I stepped closer, barely able to contain my arousal as I beheld the hot hunk’s full-body selfie, every inch of him begging me to dive in and explore. I silently lusted after his body, imagining what it must feel like to have him pressed against me as desire burned through my veins. Oh, the things I wanted to do with him!