I can’t help but feel ravenously aroused as I gaze at his selfie – so close, and yet so far away. His well-defined chest and smooth abs might as well be mine as I move my fingers across his body; aching, wanting, needing to feel his sensual, masculine energy caressing me, entering me.
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My eyes scan a sexy tanned torso and my breath catches as I think of how I’d love to taste and touch it. I imagine the way his lips would taste as mine explore his body, as we engage in a passionate session of selfie sex.
He slid his fingers against mine, as if creating music with our touch. His eyes followed me, dark and alluring. His lips turned up into a sly, sexy smirk as he shifted closer. His scent filled my every breath, until I was lost in pleasure. As we lay together, I felt pure rapture, as if our souls had become one.
Lustful eyes pore over every detail of my feed, this sweaty pool of unrequited desire. I imagine curves of their body, each twinge of pleasure I could bring forth. Hot and heavy and perfect, my fingers clenched together in ready anticipation. This desperate longing is all consuming and I can almost taste the ecstasy that awaits.
The soft foreign sunlight kissed my face as I opened the door to my homoerotic getaway. In each corner of the room, images of male bodies in various states of undress were hung, their tight skin and defined muscles glittering in the light. It was easy to forget reality and be suddenly submerged in a world of desire. Hot boy selfies filled my vision, making me aroused and eager to explore the possibilities of gay pleasure.
As I walked down the hallway, my heart raced with anticipation of what was to come. I swiped to unlock my phone, revealing a gallery of my latest hot selfies with the promise of a steamy gay hookup. I shivered with pleasure, feeling the heat radiating off my skin as I undressed, ready to feel another man’s hands on my body.
He lingered, unwilling to be torn away from the invitingly raw image of his lust object, his eyes glued to the cock selfie that brushed his feverish mind with relentless electric desire. His hungry mind was his own fatal playground, as his burning gaze conspired to make love, not war.
He felt the heat from the selfie as he touched it, a twinge of electricity that traveled through him. He knew he wanted whatever that hot guy had to offer. He wanted to feel his body against his, to taste the sweetness of his eager lips and drift away in a wave of infinite pleasure.
He was shirtless, his body glistening in the sun, his muscles flexing in that perfect way that made my heart beat faster. The desire to touch him and feel him pressed against me was unbearable, and I could feel my body ready for the best kind of encounter. I craved his hot breath, his hands exploring my body and the ultimate pleasure that I knew would come.
He pushed me to the floor and together we tumbled into a world of pleasure. His hands assaulted my body in all the right ways and I was soon panting with desire. His skin felt like silk over my own and soon I was consumed by an urgent passion that neither of us could resist. Together we explored the hottest, most primal desires a man can have, burning with ecstasy.