Masturbation By Moonlight: Jerking Off To Selfies
The night sky was made of stars that twinkled with fervor—red sparks that speckled the canvas above me, radiating beams of light that shone down upon me. The man in the photo I had pulled up on my phone glistened like the stars, and I shivered with anticipation and arousal.
I took a deep breath and, as I exhaled, I touched myself as I stared at the image of the stunningly handsome man before me. I felt a warmth of intense pleasure rush through my body and I closed my eyes. The masturbation gave me a sense of euphoria and I was humbled by the possibility of exploring my fantasies further.
Boy, was I in for a treat. I got lost in the moment and started to pleasurably excite myself with the visuals of male beauty. My heart raced as I imagined myself in different erotic scenarios with these alluring selfies. I was entranced by the physical perfection of these guys and the pleasure I experienced when I jerked off to them.
This was my ritual of masturbation by moonlight and as I drifted into pleasure I knew it would be an unforgettable night.
Table of Contents
- 1. Moonlight Secrets and Selfies: Freeing Yourself from Sexual Inhibitions
- 2. From Dusk ’til Dawn: The Arousal and Erotic Fantasy of Jerking Off
- 3. Modern Warfare: The Battle Between Social Norms and Your Sexual Urges
- 4. Revelations of a Sensual Self: Discovering the Pleasure of Masturbating to Selfies
- In Retrospect
1. Moonlight Secrets and Selfies: Freeing Yourself from Sexual Inhibitions
The muted glow of the moonlight cast a silver sheen on my skin, inviting me outside the blanket of warmth and security. Like a brave explorer I adventured, sneaking out the bedroom window into the cool evening. The stars twinkled softly in the dark sky as I made my way down the grassy hill. I could almost hear the distant pounding of the ocean far below, my body tingling with the possibilities.
My heart raced as I pulled my phone out of my pocket and opened my favorite photo app, scrolling through the collection of selfies of hot guys I had collected. The intimacy of their complete nakedness was overwhelming. I felt a surge of desire fill me, my skin itching for his touch. My hands moved as if by instinct, one working my throbbing erection, while the other guided my eyes through the luscious pictures. Each swipe of my fingers was electric, forcing out an animalistic grunt from my lungs. My breath quickened, the tightness of the night air constricting my chest in perfect harmony with the tightening of my inner muscles. His face was the last thing I saw before a sense of contentment surrounded me and I let go, melting into a pool of bliss on the ground beneath me.
2. From Dusk ’til Dawn: The Arousal and Erotic Fantasy of Jerking Off
I feel the excitement swell up in my chest as the lascivious images of an athletic young man swim before my eyes. He stands shirtless in nothing but loose fitting jeans, and with the soft midnight moonlight silhouetting his body I can’t help but admire his broad chest and perfect abs. I swallow hard as I get lost in the far-off stare of his alluring green eyes.
My body electric with desire, I slowly roll my head back and feel the self-soothing pleasure as I begin to jerk off. I picture his body entwined with mine and visualize his slender but toned arms and shoulders as they wrap around my body from behind. I feel my pleasure extending as I reach to touch him. I feel my own hands tracing his ears, then his neck, before winding down to explore and touch every inch of his beautiful body. The intensity of my own pleasure builds and peaks as I imagine our intertwined bodies thrusting in perfect unison until I reach the point of no return.
With hearts hammering and aching bodies, I let it all out. As I guide my body down and pant for breath, I’m left with a lingering feeling that I once again experienced something truly unique and unexplainable. I know the morning will come and it will soon be finished […] But for now, I’m content to let my fantasies run wild long into the night.
3. Modern Warfare: The Battle Between Social Norms and Your Sexual Urges
Mutilated by the cruel pangs of sexual desire, I found myself weak-willed and unable to resist the temptation of what lay strewn across my laptop: a titillating display of tantalizing selfies from the hottest guys on the internet. Iqueueued up the delectable images and revelled in the painterly beauty of sun-drenched abs and broad shoulders, their bodies sculpted to perfection. The reflected light glinting off the pearly white teeth of their seductive grins sent electricity through my veins, shaking me to my core.
Naked, I lay supine on my bed, bathed in the bedroom’s luminescence and the power of my own urges. My vision adjusted to the nocturnal beauty of my surrounding, my dilated pupils reflected in the cooling fan from the window, the faintest of shudders emanating from each stroke of the mouse. Anticipation growing as my fingertips danced across the screen and flickering memories of the day’s events replaced with the fever-pitch passion of these selfies. My breathing grew deep and heavy, sweat beading from my brow, and each nerve-racking still-frame becoming more immersive. I felt completely free, body weakening in joyous pleasure and eyes locked in ecstasy, peaking in what felt like minutes but may have been hours, the night’s serenity broken only by the sounds of my fervent and salacious moaning.
4. Revelations of a Sensual Self: Discovering the Pleasure of Masturbating to Selfies
- Skin: Smooth and tender. Your chest thrusting against my warm, unyielding lips. Never had I felt so alive – feeling each contour of your body, daring to run my tongue along the trails of sweat dripping along your neck. My hands trembling along the curves and angles that make your form unique.
- Intimacy: A carnal connection that goes past the physical – your eyes dancing in the flicker of the flamelight. Our tongues intertwined in passionate movements, bodies abound in a wild rhythm. A touch more intimate than any kiss we had shared before, soulful and uplifting. And then the climax, as the hot and heavy breaths fade into oblivion.
My thoughts lingered on those nights as I crawled into bed after a day of toiling away at the computer, jerking off to my selfies while bathed in moonlight. Pleasure tears and sweat dripping off my head, slowly caressing my body with every stroke. The experience was greatly intensified by the provocative pictures that brought enthusiasm to my fantasies – a tantalizing glimpse of what could have been. Pulling myself through erupting bliss, I could feel my body build and quiver with every twitch of my hand, chest beating familiar riffs against the pillow. Eventually I would reach the inevitable conclusion, a savory mixture of euphoria and pleasure blended into a tearful relief.
In Retrospect
The moon hung low, a thousand twinkling specs of light piercing the heavy night air. The night was full of possibilities, the kind that come alive as one steps forward in the darkness. I had stepped forward, into my own private world of pleasure and found I could lose myself in it. I lay on my bed, the soft silky duvet caressing my body as I let my imagination wander. My hands gripped my hardening cock as I closed my eyes and envisioned the faces of the sexy men whose selfies I had been ogling. I stroked my length in slow, steady motions, imagining that it was one of them – a stranger – who was giving me the pleasure I was seeking. My whole body tingled with intensity as I imagined what it would be like to touch him, to listen to his moan in the night air as I explored his body. With one final thrust, I exploded into orgasm, my body shaking and trembling as I experienced a rush of sensations that were far more intense in the privacy of moonlight. Finally, the perfect ending to my own private session of masturbation by moonlight, brought on by gazing upon the selfies of sexy hot gay men.
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