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Jock at My Door: A Sexy, Salinger-Style Gay Encounter

That night, I was the lucky one. A loud knock, a hUFF and puff, and then the door opened to reveal a tall, toned and sexy jock on my doorstep. His muscular frame filled my doorway with sheer sex appeal. His eyes darted playfully at me, and I couldn’t help but blush. We could have been enemies, but right then, as we shared an intense look of desire, it felt like we had known each other forever. Jock had made his presence known, and I was ready to bask in his presence.

Table of Contents

• 1. Hot Jock on My Doorstep
• 2. The Buildup to Erotic Bliss
• 3. Unlocking the Depths of Pure Desire
• 4. Reveling in the Embrace of Ecstasy
• To Conclude

1. Hot Jock on My Doorstep

“I Got You”

• Standing there on my doorstep was the sexiest man I had ever seen. He had the body of an Adonis, with broad shoulders, sculpted muscle and a tight ass that filled out his jeans perfectly.
• He had piercing blue eyes, tousled hair, and a rakish smirk that was disarming. He wore a tank top that showed off his rock hard abs.
• As soon as his eyes met mine, I felt a flush of desire and warmth spreading through my body, and without saying a word, he licked his lips.

“Let’s Get Busy”

• He stepped inside and closed the door behind him, and lust and anticipation crackled in the air. Without saying a word, he grabbed my face with both hands and pulled me in for a deep, passionate kiss.
• Our tongues intertwined and our hands explored each other’s bodies. We moved over to the couch and he pushed me down, my heart aflutter and my head spinning.
• As our lips and hands continued to explore each other, he slipped his jeans down and I gasped. His stiff manhood was calling for attention and I eagerly complied.

2. The Buildup to Erotic Bliss

The knock at the door that I had been waiting impatiently for all day finally came. I bounded up to answer it with sleep still crusting at the corners of my eyes. As I opened the door, a tall figure was standing before me with a classic style jockstrap beneath his jeans. His arms were fit and firm around biceps that would make one salivate. He flashed me with a roguish smile as his eyes scanned my body hungrily.

His hands were moving up and down my shirt as I led him into my bedroom and his lips locked onto mine with a passion that I had never experienced before. As we fell onto my bed, both of our mouths a-humming from the excitement of the moment, his jockstrap slid down his legs, revealing the perfect curves of his muscle-man ass. His hands slid me onto the bed and tangled with mine as his muscle pressed against me.

• The anticipation of what was to come left our bodies shaking with feverish energy
• A gentle moan of pleasure escaped me as his fingers mapped my curves
• I felt the firmness of his body pressing onto my own, igniting every nerve in my body

He pushed his pelvis into mine, and I could feel every inch of his body quiver as I caressed and kissed him. I looked into those emerald green eyes and felt the heat of our excitement rise every second. The room around us was spinning in the haze of passion and lust, and I knew I never wanted this moment to end.

3. Unlocking the Depths of Pure Desire

It was late one Sunday night and in the darkness my door bell abruptly rang out. I rushed to answer it, curious and wondering who it could be. Much to my surprise it was a tall, handsome jock from down the street. His t-shirt and jeans clung tightly to every shapely curve, and his face bore a mischievous smile that promised much.

He asked me if I wanted to ‘play’, and with a throaty laugh, I shut the door behind him, pulled him close and kissed him hard. His hands immediately began an exploration of my body, his strong fingers suddenly everywhere. We entwined our tongues until both of us were dizzy with lust and desire. Before I could take a breath he had already unbuttoned my shirt, his mouth finding my neck and teasing my nipples until I was trembling with pleasure.

I led him to the bed and as soon as our bodies met on the sheets, I felt a passionate intensity take over us both. Without warning he flipped me onto my stomach, his lean and muscular body a delicious weight against me. His mouth caressed my neck and back before moving down my spine, soon finding the prize he had so eagerly sought. He ran his tongue across my entire length, exploring every inch with an intimate meticulousness that I had never experienced before. I shivered and gasped as he kissed and tasted, pushing me closer and closer to the edge of ecstatic passion until blissful pleasure exploded through every corner of my being.

4. Reveling in the Embrace of Ecstasy

I peeled open the door to our dusty motel room, my heart pounding as I stepped over the threshold and depths of unknown pleasure within. I had seen him before, glimpsed him in the corner of my eye as he meandered outside, an Adonis flanked in a tattered white tank top and jeans that clung to every perfect muscle. I knew this was going to be a night of pure and wild abandon and couldn’t wait to get to it.

I paused as I saw him waiting for me, standing in the middle of the room, a coy smirk that revealed a knowing glance on his face. He welcomed me with open arms and I stepped closer, inhaling his intoxicating musk and brushing my lips against his soft neck. Every inch of my being ached to be closer to him and I reveled in his embrace of pure ecstasy, letting my hands roam across his body as we shared sweet and sultry kisses that lasted through the night.

• His fingers gripped tighter as I explored the planes of his body
• Each kiss felt more electrifying than the one before
• We moved in gentle rhythm together, sinking into a blissful state of arousal
• I longed to be closer and closer until I could feel us merging into one

Our bodies were a roadmap to pleasure and we explored and savoured every inch of it, our skin slick with sweat, our breaths coming shorter and shorter as the night rolled on. With no sound but our heavy breathing, our cries of pleasure mixed together and we rose higher and higher in an intense crescendo of passion and pleasure until we finally reached a blissful state of exhaustion.

To Conclude

As I walked away, I marveled at the night’s erotic exploits and was filled with a sense of liberation that only comes with embracing my sexuality. I was thrilled to have been part of this wonderfully arousing story — a jock at my door, an erotically charged Salinger-style encounter between two men. Whatever feelings of inhibition had once bound me, now gave way to the realization that I could explore my sexuality fearlessly — I was ready to embrace the pleasures of being a gay man.