He felt his body quiver with passion and anticipation as he scrolled through the perfectly posed selfies of the gorgeous man that he was about to meet. His heart raced in anticipation as every pulse of desire synced up with a click of the mouse. His fantasy was about to become reality.
Author: Hot Selfies
My eyes wandered dreamily over the pics on the screen–bulging muscles and protruding abs rippling under close-shaven skin. His eyes pierced deep into me, filling my soul with desire. His body was a canvas of perfection begging to be explored, tasted, and savored. I felt my tongue start to tingle with anticipation.
He began to rub his swollen member as his eyes grazed over the ripped muscle and rounded pecs of the selfie he was fixated on. His breath quickened as he felt his pleasure begin to build, causing his fingertips to run a little faster until sparks of electric pleasure shot through his body. And he closed his eyes to savor the moment of his own brand of homoerotic adventure.
The selfies called my name, daring me to swipe left into a vast, unknown world of homoerotic delights. With each tap, a different landscape of salacious exploration spread before me, tantalizing me with its sensual images and stories. I gave in, taking a thirst-fueled tour of unknown intimate landscapes, savoring every taste of the pleasure I discovered.
He wanted me and I wanted him. His skin glowed in the sunlight streaming in from the window, and I felt my own desire swell with the anticipation of the seduction to come. Our eyes met, a silent invitation and we both knew what was coming next. Our clothes flew off and we became lost in each other’s arms. We were intertwined, exploring and tasting, pushing each other to the edge of pleasure. The selfie had been seductive, but now it was time to take it to the next level.
He pulled out his phone, and quickly flipped through his selfie shots, eagerly anticipating the next one he would post: his own face contorted in pleasure as he lightly laced his gentle fingers around his engorged cock. In a gaze of rapture he committed the image to memory, and soaked in the homoerotic electrification that filled the air. And he couldn’t wait to share it with the world.
I taste him like a ripe summer wine, my tongue exploring every delicious inch, feeling the heat of him and wanting more. He takes me in his mouth, my moaning echoing off the walls and he I’m lost in the pleasure. I’m plunged past the point of no return, taken to the heights of ecstasy I’d only dreamed of.
He opened the envelope, and by the faint light of his bedroom, the most beautiful set of nudes of a man he’d ever seen emerged. At first glance, it was the come-hither expression that unwillingly selected him as its focus. Then suddenly, as if magnetically drawn, there he was: sucked in to the seductive allure of the man’s energy and sultry curves emanating from the photos. His own body involuntarily reacted to the sensuality—a dance of desire that felt both natural and necessary.
His gaze lingered on the tanned body glistening in the sun, his legs toned from running, his abs taut and inviting. His heart raced faster and faster until his cock sprung to life, engorged and eager to take what his eyes had claimed. The need throbbed between them as their bodies met. His lips were soft, full and supple, inviting him further into the world of pleasure and desire.
He started jacking off to selfies of hot guys. He was mesmerised by their beauty and aroused by their passionate eyes, as he imagined what it would feel like to have them pressed against him, skin to skin. He imagined their bodies grinding together in a beautiful and homoerotic ballet of pleasure.