My hunger for his body seemed to overcome the shrinking timidity of my mind. He began to take off the items of clothing that covered his precious body to my delirious delight. As each item was removed, my excitement increased until he was finally nude. He was so beautiful, my stomach clenched and knees weakened. I wanted him. I needed him. Now.
Author: Hot Selfies
My eyes flicked across the captured image, my mouth slackening and my pulse quickening as I fell into a frenzied daydream, my body aglow and my fantasies boiling at the sight of it: toned muscles, taunt skin and a lingering heat that could only signal one thing– homosexual yearning.
He was masculine, tall and ripped, and the subtle sheen of sweat on his toned body glistened in the seductive light as he snapped selfies of his tantalizing nude body. I couldn’t resist imagining the electric heat of his body pressing against mine, as sharp sparks of desire raced through my veins.
My trembling hands clutch the selfie, a physical manifestation of my innermost desires, as I imagine what it would be like to plunge deep inside his yearning embrace. His crownded lips calling me closer still, I find myself wishing I could just materialize in his world of raw sexuality. I’m transfixed by his eyes, a siren’s call beckoning me ever deeper into a realm of intoxicating heat and forbidden passions.
After midnight, the selfies guy and I met in an alley. We paused as our eyes traveled hungrily over each other, making me burn with desire. His tight shirt and his gentle smile spoke of secrets I wanted to explore. We shared an electrifyingly silent embrace that stirred my loins like never before.
The pleasure of it was overwhelming. With each passing moment I grew more aroused, my body trembling with delight as I rubbed the hard length of my dick, my eyes fixed on the sexy selfies that lit me up like wildfire. Sweaty and breathless, I was lost in that moment of pure ecstasy, my body straining toward orgasmic bliss.
My breath intensity increased as I stared hungrily at his body in all its brilliance. His tight jeans hugged his toned backside, and I could feel my cock swell as my mind raced through the vivid images of what he and I could do together. I longed to reach out and caress the spark of desire in his eyes as I explored every inch of his body.
My tongue tingled with anticipation as I scrolled through endless selfies of sizzlingly sexy studs, each one hotter than the last. My fingers quivered with excitement as I closed my eyes and tried to imagine what it would feel like to touch, kiss, and caress these delicious pieces of man-candy. My heart raced with lustful desire as I silently whispered “yes” to each and every fantasy I could ever hope to reality.
He cupped his hand around the swell of my groin. I melted as he rubbed my growing desire, feeling its heat through my jeans. He gently grazed his fingertips down my chest, tracing each promise of pleasure until I could no longer stand the anticipation. With a look of want and need, I let my clothes drop to the floor.
He felt his pulse start to race as he feverishly clicked through the digital gallery of selfies–each one more tantalizing than the next. He imagined himself as the object of each photo’s searing gaze, seducing himself as if he were the stars of these sultry pictures. The fantasy was intoxicating, and the joy of his own pleasure was unstoppable.