I trembled as I undressing him, my heart racing as the anticipation of what lay beneath his clothing grew. His body begged to be caressed as I gently pushed the denim down, revealing every curve and contour of his exquisite form. I drank in the muscle and sinew with my eyes as I explored the mysteries of his body in a state of eternal desire.
Browsing: DIY
I feel my body tingle as I scroll through the endless supply of hot selfies. My thoughts turn to the possibilities of a night spent exploring the curves of these gorgeous men, the taste of their skin, the dizzying pleasure promised by every smoldering gaze. I can feel my heart racing as my fingers caress the screen, imagining the blissful encounters to come.
My lip twitched in anticipation as I scrolled through the muscle selfies on my screen. Every smooth chest, chiseled abs, and ripped biceps stirred a deep-seated longing in me, tapping into my homoerotic desires. I fantasized about tracing my tongue over every curve and veiny muscle, tasting the salty warmth of his flesh as I devoured him.
I gaze at the image revealed by his selfie; my eyes graze his broad shoulders, ripped abs, and sculpted legs. I shiver with desire and imagine the thrill of running my hands along his body as our lips meet for a passionate kiss. My wildest fantasies become reality as I imagine tasting the tantalizing texture of his hypnotizing skin.
The art of sensual selfie admiration lies in your ability to let your eyes do the talking. Gaze upon each image with a passion that can only come from within, as if you were there with him, exploring the muscled landscape of this divine body before you. Let the breath escape from between your lips, and the intensity of your desire shimmer; for in that moment you and he have become one.
He walked in the room, scanning the crowd while I discretely admired his toned body. He caught me taking a selfie of him with my phone and he smirked a knowing smile. His devilish grin made my heart race and my body grow weak with desire. Our eyes locked and the heat of the moment was on. Jock selfies had never felt this good.
It’s a pleasure so initimate yet infinitely far removed from what I am used to. The flirtatious glances become more pronounced, as if it compels me to dive head-first into a pool of aroused, electrically charged emotions. Describing it is impossible, and this electrifying experience puts words to shame.
He felt the soft, smooth lips of his crush pressed against his own, letting his temperamental tongue dart in and out journey into an ecstasy deeper than anything imaginable. He felt his breath quiver as the suction on his quivering member granted him an oral orgasm so intense he could feel it in the deepest parts of himself.
He lay in bed, scrolling through the erotic, teasing images: tight abs, pert nipples, round ass, and a hint of pleasure. His heart pumping faster, his cock hard, imagining himself in those pics, caressing that body and feeling its heat against his own. He clicked through the selfies, each more tantalizing than the last and suddenly, all he wanted was to be in the arms of the man in those pictures.
I shut my eyes and ”snap” my mind travels to a secret place of passion. The pixels of his face, captured in the depths of my subconscious, are so intense and vibrant. Suddenly, my hands are exploring the contours of his intimacy, and our bodies intertwine into the sweetest of pleasures…