He felt so desperate to feel my tongue deeply inside his mouth that he grabbed my head hard and pulled me into him with a hunger in his grip I’d never felt before. His throat opened up wide to receive my touch, my mouth wrapping around every inch of his hardening desire. I could feel his muscles contracting, pushing deeper and deeper for me to take until he could take no more.
Browsing: Ideal
He gasped, chest heaving with anticipation as I peeled away the thin hospital gown to reveal his succulent skin. His mound of arousal was puckered in pleasure as I slowly flexed and probed his tight ass with gentle expertise. His every moan was a symphony, a beautiful musical crescendo of lust and intense joy as I prodded and worked my way to the ultimate prize – his prostate.
The engine was ready, his fists greased and slick with oil. As he ran his hands along the handles of the wrench, my heart raced. He stepped closer and I could feel the heat radiating from his body, the whispers of lust in the air. His lips parted and he looked deep into my eyes, that was all the invitation I needed. We were free to express our longing, hidden by the rumbles of the garage. My oil-covered heart plunged head first into an all-consuming passion.
He watched, trembling, as his schoolmate undressed. First was his shirt, then his trousers, then his boxers. His heart raced as he saw the bruises on his thighs and his hips, and the short tuft of ebony hair between his legs. He drank in all the details until his schoolmate left, leaving the locker room coated in a forbidden mist of lust.
He timidly pushed on the door, slow and gentle, all senses barbed with anticipation. His eyes widened as the reality of the indulgence began to unfold: A forbidden room filled with dark promise, dirty secrets, a dizzying mix of fear and desire. The twink just stood there, mouth agape, admiring the forbidden beauty. Then, with one step, the tease began.
He was aching for me, as I was for him. I felt the desire he had for me pulsing through his veins, and I was caught up in an uncontrollable urge to ravage him. Our clothes flew off and we dove headfirst into the depths of raw and alluring passion. His hot skin against mine, as we surrendered without protection to waves of uncontrollable pleasure.
He was a virile, muscular beast of a man, clothed in nothing but a white lab coat; and as he raised his hand and took me in, I felt a surge of pleasure swallow me whole and engulf me in a rapture that knew no bounds. His movements were precise and commanding, his hips grinding against mine as he penetrated me. I felt passion, hunger and the yearning for more as he ravished my body with every thrust of his manhood. I closed my eyes and surrendered, allowing myself to be taken over by the pleasure of his body in mine, and the ravished rapture of being taken bareback with such sheer delight.
I could feel his warm breath on my neck as we lay in bed. His hands exploring my body, his fingers entwining with mine, our lips tasting each other in a passionate, hungry kiss. His words, whispers of desire, his muscled body pressing in to me as his lovemaking took me to new heights of pleasure.
It was a night like no other: four beautiful, burly, muscular gay men stood naked in a circle, their cocks hard and outstretched. One by one they took turns, each lounging on the couch and yielding to the pleasure of the others. Words were barely spoken, only fierce movements and piercing groans of unbridled ecstasy spoke for them as they released waves of pleasure into the room.
Damp tongues licked my swollen skin as our bodies entwined. He moved like a beast, plunging inside me, ravaging me with his tools, raw and rough. He took me by the waist, spinning me over the tools, driving me deeper into a ravaging bliss. His deep, passionate breaths blew against my neck as I yielded to his relentless passion.