Kissing, Licking & Frolicking in the Shallows–The Hot, Hung Jocks.
I remember visiting the beach that summer. The sun was blaring, and the waves were crashing. But none of that mattered. Because my gaze was fixated on the sight of two perfect beach boys—Naked. They were 9 out of 10s—two muscle-bound jocks, packing and straining beneath their surf shorts. I had never seen two hotties with that much confidence and pure animal magnetism. And then, the unimaginable happened…
Everywhere eyes followed the two boys as they stepped in the shallow water. Smiles exchanged and an electric glow streaked through the air as if a concert was about to erupt. As my heart raced and my instincts screamed for more, I watched those two hot and hung jocks kiss passionately, lick each other’s salty skin, and frolic in the shallows. It was a private moment that could have made the gods jealous.
Table of Contents
- 1. Uncovering the Mystery of the Hot, Hung Jocks
- 2. Capturing the Fire: Our Experiences of Locking Lips
- 3. No Holding Back: Immersing Ourselves in Licking, Sucking & Fondling
- 4. Frolicking in the Shallows: Exploring the Hot, Hunks in All Their Glory
- To Conclude
1. Uncovering the Mystery of the Hot, Hung Jocks
I had heard about the secret cove – the great place for young men to press back against the warm body’s of other. All I had heard figments of stories, that only piqued my interest more. But now, on the edge of the sand, with the salt of the sea against my every move, I was about to see if the rumors were true.
As I crept around the corner, I noticed the heat intensifying. Bodies so hot that each contour was visible even from some feet away. My mouth couldn’t help but water as I noticed two handsome young men intertwined in each other’s embrace. It sent shivers up my spine, as their tongues pressed against the moment. The heat and wetness swirled around us, their murmurs becoming faint as I stepped closer.
Mesmerized by the sight, those few minutes felt as if it lasted longer then it really did. Hungrily, the two continued exploring each other – kissing with fervor, licking and tasting each other with a hunger I had never noticed before. The intensity bouncing off one another, neither ignoring nor shying away, and I swear I could smell the desire gushing out of their tight, bulging forms.
My heart pounding, I could not help but watch as these two young jocks frolicked in the shallows. Never taking my eyes away, I met the gaze of these two wild men for a few seconds – before they broke away, nearly sighing as they stepped away from each other.
2. Capturing the Fire: Our Experiences of Locking Lips
My lips scorched his, my passions aroused—my eyes expressed my desire in burning pleasure. Lust coursed through my veins and I found myself hungry for every sensation this hot mouth had to offer.
His tongue locked onto mine, exploring my hungrily, waves of raw pleasure washing over us as we kept at it—no surface went un-savored and no moments were wasted. Floating in the shallows, the surge of sensation was everywhere, a current of pure heat running through us. With every lap of his add from the tightness of my body, I couldn’t help but moan in delight and gasp in heat. animalistic need surged in both of us, a red-hot connection between two passionate men.
The smoothness of his chest, our saliva blending together, we tangled our limbs and ran our hands down each other’s muscular bodies. His hot breath brought warmth to my neck, and as I wrapped my arms around him, I melted into his tight grip. Suddenly the current of heat pushed us out of the shallows, gradually pulling us into a frenzied dance of tongues and lips. Fire built and broke, consuming us in a sublime grazing which seemed to last an eternity. Nothing else existed, and in that moment all we could focus on were our twining bodies and the hunger which echoed through us. Our kissing and licking were wild and unfettered, our intensity and erotica only escalating. The roaring of desire clung to us, and when it was finally time to part unhurriedly, I felt my body still aching for more.
3. No Holding Back: Immersing Ourselves in Licking, Sucking & Fondling
There were two of them, each one a sight toor revel in. Their names were Luca and Bruce and both were tall and hung with toned physiques and devilish smiles–the combination of which made my mouth water. We were all standing in the shallows of a waterfall, and the water gently cascading down across our skin was the perfect temperature to forgo all inhibitions.
My fascination was alive between each of the boys. We stood only a few feet apart, both of us working up the courage it took to make a move. We both craved the other, so there was no challenge in that. Still, my heart raced at the thought of being consumed by two such powerful forces. Myrentice inch through the other’s body.
Luca and Bruce were both ebulliently aroused and they stood still as I glided my hands over their toned muscles. Their skin was so smooth to the touch, like velvet rolled across granite, and I wanted nothing more than to taste every part of them. I started with Luca, lightly pressing my lips to the crook of his neck. He let out a low moan as I traced my tongue along his collarbone, making my way down to his chest. His nipples were so exquisitely taut that I couldn’t help but to take each one of them into my mouth and nip it softly.
Meanwhile, with my free hand I explored Bruce. His body was trembling in anticipation as I moved my fingers up and down his chest and torso. I breathed in his masculine scent and felt my own desire intensifying with every second. Quickly, I changed positions and began lightly licking the length of his body, going from his collarbone all the way down to his navel. The sensation was electric and forced Bruce to arch his back in complete abandon.
I moved lower still, glowing in the moment of power as I embraced my own sexuality. My mouth moved slowly down over Bruce’s firm stomach and past his navel until I reached his wet and eager shaft. Nervously, I licked the length of it, luxuriating in the hot sensation of it against my tongue before finally taking the head of it deep into my mouth.
Luca moved behind me and began exploring my neck and shoulders with his hands. I could feel my arousal building higher and higher as I explored every inch of Bruce’s body. My tongue moved with a feverish intensity as the ecstasy of the moment overtook me. Luca seemed to sense my vulnerability as his teeth grazed my earlobe before whispering tenderly, “Let go, love.”
And I did. I let myself go into a realm of true pleasure unlike anything I had ever experienced before. We all moved together, exploring each other in an intensely passionate way. Kissing, licking, and fondling created an atmosphere of pure electricity that can only be found in the shallows of the waterfall.
4. Frolicking in the Shallows: Exploring the Hot, Hunks in All Their Glory
The hot, hung jocks stand in the shallows, splashing in the sea’s salty foam and invoking desires deep within. One with bulging biceps and broad chest–his eyes the color of steel, conniving and hypnotic–beckons me closer. Another, gangly and doe eyed with skin as white as marble, more tender and shy in his gesture.
Closer I approach, my hands curling up their toned bodies as our lips draw near, sending shivers through my core. The salt from our sweat and the sea commingles as I plunge headlong into a wave of luscious sensation. Their hot, sea-seasoned skin glistens as my hands traverse its terrain. Lips part and groans issue as tongues slide in and out of sticky sweetness. My senses awaken as our skin is caramelized by the sun, sticky and warm.
- Kisses grow longer and desperate; desire surges.
- Lingers swirl and tongues tease; pleasure cmulmutates.
- Waves of pleasure continue to ride our bodies; skin to skin and soul to soul.
Desire has become a lingering wake as the two hot, hung jocks putty beneath my fingers,mouth, and generally succumb to my desire. As my exploration comes to an end and I step away, they remain standing in the shallows, faces rapturous with pleasure, inviting more.
To Conclude
They said goodbye, unable to forget the man they had just met, the feel of their lips meeting, exploring, the salty taste of their tongues intertwining, the deep longing of pleasure, the waves of desire rushing over them. The memory seemed to simmer in their minds, silent and reassuring, like the whisper of a secret kiss in the night. In a few moments they were gone, gone to the depths of passion, gone to the abyss of joy, gone to the shallows of love, of the hot, hung jocks and never to be forgotten.
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