Sipping on a martini, I pored over the selfies of the hot men on my phone; their agile and toned bodies glistening from the sweat of the gym. I felt my own surging desire to explore and feel every inch of them course through my veins. I imagined our most intimate encounters unfolding before me as erotica and wrote of the intense pleasure of pinning them down as I explored and conquered their tight, willing bodies.
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I ran my fingertips lightly over the picture, tracing his body with my mind’s eye. I imagined his hands on me, his lips against mine, his body blending with mine as we explored each other with our bodies and souls. He was an ocean waiting to be explored, a forbidden fantasy waiting to be unlocked. My heart raced and I let myself bask in the pleasure of being with him there.
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He had flawless Adonis-like physique, his smooth, olive-toned chest glinting in the sunlight. My eyes lingered on his slender, muscular body with an animalistic thrill. His tight t-shirt and form-fitting shorts left little to the imagination, and I felt my throat go dry as my gaze wandered lower.
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He stared at the selfie of the guy with the jacked body, imagining the way his fingertips would feel as he explored every ripple of those ropy abs. It was pure temptation, and the hunger to make it real felt like a bolt of lightning shooting through his veins.
He watched as his fingers gently grazed over the soft cotton of his shirt, skimming down his torso and playing with his belt buckle. With each tug, he felt his arousal grow and his heart pounding with excitement. His mind raced as he imagined all the possibilities that could transpire next – the thrill, the intensity, the ultimate, homosexual initiation.
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