Seduced by my PC: Jerking Off asSee-Saw Drama Unfolds
He had always been a bit of a homebody, preferring the intimate comfort of his own space, populated by his two cats and dimly lit by his computer monitors. But it was when he clicked that fateful email, and the video link opened up, that he truly felt the warm throb of freedom and anonymity. It was the see-saw drama of strangers unknowingly caught on camera jerking off that pulled him in, under its spell of salacious and thrilling excitement. This was a voyeur’s paradise, where every lusty, anonymous encounter between two unknown men had power to enthrall and amaze. It was something that was more than just a flash of the flesh, something greater than just an abstracted release of stale hormones. This was seduction, pure and simple.
Table of Contents
- 1.Start Up- Setting the Scene for a Hot Analog Hook Up
- 2.The Temptation of Teasing: A Flurry of Flirty Texts
- 3.Arousal and Nerves- A Slow Commencement for the Stimulation
- 4.Fellatio to Fantasy- The Climaxing Sensations of Mutual Pleasure
- In Retrospect
1.Start Up- Setting the Scene for a Hot Analog Hook Up
Keeping it Analog: Dangling my feet on an old tattered see-saw,, I watch as an unmissable New York City skyline towers above me. Weaving a mesmerizing hypnotic, I take my time, first noticing the half-clothed hot as hell escort that had just stepped outside the gates of the park’s(name of the park) entrance. Our eyes lock, tantalizing me with his perfection before taking my spot on the other end of the see-saw. His presence alone radiates heat as the tip of his tongue sweeps across his full lips, beckoning me to take pleasure in his company.
At this point, my nerves are on high as adrenaline saturates my mind, prodding me to keep my hands in check. However, the urge to pleasure myself is just too strong. I close my eyes and let my thoughts drift, recall after detail my PC’s killer body, his sexy baritone and those electrifying eyes as my hand travels inside the confines of jeans…instantly feeling the pulse of carnal desire rampage through my veins. I let out a contented sigh as fantasies of his body heat steamy as our bodies entwine flashing before me.
- My teardrop nipples aching with need.
- The sweet cinnamon scent of his body clashing with the ocean-hued depths of his eyes.
- The serious throb of my arousal pulsing fiercely.
- The heat of danger that takes reign.
My face scrunches up with pleasure as I reach the edge of my Carolina pine. I brush my fingers gently against my skin, electric arcs of pleasure resonating deep within me. All the while, the dramatic weaves of tufts of soft cashmere dance around us like Autumn-colored candles as we sit and behold the city scape, completely taken in by the moment.
My eyes reopen, my fingers moving a bit faster… my breathing heavy as I near oblivion. His eyes are still fixed on me, sending a sensation of unbearable arousal as I close in on an impending eruption of euphoria, my mind racing with a million different thoughts and sensations about the man sitting across from me. With one final motion, I succumb to my desires and let out a blissful moan as I achieve my hard-earned climactic bliss.
2.The Temptation of Teasing: A Flurry of Flirty Texts
He was a devilishly handsome stranger: a perfectly toned body with a rugged face and an intense gaze that sent a shiver down my spine. As our glances connected from across the bar, it seemed as if the air between us was sizzling. His skin, a deep shade of tanned bronze shone like velvet as his rippling muscles flowed beneath.
His ability to flirty tease was unlike anything I’ve encountered before. He seemed to have a natural gift for crafting messages that, while playful and subtle, were still intensely sexual. His texts included lighthearted banter about what “we might do” together, loaded innuendos about his virility, and explicit descriptions of his physique in great detail.
My palms grew sweaty as my fingertips levitated between my phone and a certain rising bulge as I started to fantasize. I felt my heart skipping beats as I eagerly read his tempting teases. A flurry of frenzied lust was now swelling inside me and I rolled up my sleeves for a night of naughty escapades. As I imagined undressing him and tasting every inch of his body, I abandoned my inhibitions and surrendered to the pleasure of jerking off as the see-saw drama of seduction unfolded.
3.Arousal and Nerves- A Slow Commencement for the Stimulation
1: Sitting Back and Watching
I closed my laptop lid, the clock now read 1:08 am. After hours of scrolling, it was finally time to take a break. My usual routine of drifting aimlessly through the internet didn’t feel so satisfying tonight. I needed something more– something like the anticipation of fulfillment I could feel building up inside of me. So I pulled out my phone, clicked on the hook-up app, and started back where I left off.
After a few swipes, I came across it. A profile that filled me with shivers of anticipation. An incredible face, a lithe body, it was all I wanted and more. I felt a sharp intake of breath as a wave of goosebumps passed over me. I felt a need for something to happen — a need for release that was electric and searing. It was with eagerness that I tapped ‘message’, giddy as I watched the conversation unfold.
2: The See-Saw Play Begins
Words danced across the screen, stirring up the yearning within me. His words were provocative and each tap of the keyboard sent my heart into a whirl. Soon, it felt like we were playing a game of sorts. Back and forth, he teased and I acquiesced. Every line he sent led me further into a whirlwind of seduction.
It wasn’t long until we were both stripped bare, our words taking on a more flattered and intimate tone. His declarations of pleasure left me shaken, heating me up from the inside out. I felt myself being pulled deeper and deeper into his web of arousal; my breathing deepened as I felt my tightly coiled muscles begin to relax. My apprehension became pleasure as I felt my desire grow and my fingers yearning to start an impromptu performance of their own. The urge was too strong to ignore and as I stroked myself into that beautiful state between pleasure and pain I knew the night was only beginning.
4.Fellatio to Fantasy- The Climaxing Sensations of Mutual Pleasure
Racing heat, thick with anticipation, we shed layers of clothing in a knowing, mutual choreography. And so a passionate prelude began, of tactile exploration, of caresses and breaths that surged and intensified as we gave in to each other’s presence and pressure, spiralling ever closer to an unknown territory.
As the frenzy of feverish feeling crested, I caught him in my arms and directed him onto the bed, where his body lay meekly looking up. I draped myself over him, the warm weight of me stretching his torso as I placed my lips to his neck, sucked and dragged them up to his mouth. He shuddered and sighed as I murmured, pleaded and bit my way along his neck, cheeks and chin. Encouraged, I dipped my tongue into his mouth, urging with faint nods and pressure to let me in deeper, to take in his heat and hint of a forbidden taste, while my hands worked their way across the planes of his chest.
We shifted in concert, mouths wide and eyes closed, sliding like two pieces of satin against each other as I felt his hands exploring, strands of me slipping through his fingers. His breathing and my own increased in rhythm as he tasted, tugged and teased us from facing to face, up to standing. Our gazes collided and so did our hips, jerking in a see-saw drama that melded as one drive in pleasure. His sensuous chanting collapsed into gutsy pleas as our temples stretched to the stars, culminating in a climax of confrontation and satisfaction, of hot wheezing breaths colliding.
We Hong in that moment, two minds and hearts bound as one, hungrily learning and giving, until the tension and tingle of nerves began to defer to a slow burn of desire. Mutual pleasure had met its destination.
In Retrospect
The scene was now over and as I looked back upon it, I was reminded of the power of seduction, the intensity of pleasure, and the heavy, breathless heat of gay sex. I might not have been physically satisfied but I was mentally stimulated, electrified by the waves of pleasure that had soared through my body. I reveled in the exquisite feel of pleasure, of being fully immersed in these carnal indiscretions. It was a pleasure so sublime, I that I only wish I could get away with this every single night.
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