He kissed me hungrily, his tongue exploring my mouth as his hands caressed my body. My skin tingled with anticipation as I savored this moment of pure bliss. His scent, invigorating, and his touch electrifying. As I returned his passionate embrace, his mouth dipped lower, showering my neck and chest with a flood of unbridled pleasure. I let myself succumb to the sheer intensity of the moment.
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Despite the ache in his crotch, he calmly removed his clothing, stealing furtive glances at his own reflection in the full-length mirror. His fingers gingerly delved between his legs, every stroke intensifying his pleasure. His head fell back as the mounting sensations came in waves, engulfing him with liquid heat. His grip tightened, as if merely holding onto himself would make these moments last forever.
My pulse raced as I slid my fingers over the smooth texture of the soft screen, revelling in the images of alluringly beautiful boys. Each selfie made me pause, my libidinous adoration almost palpable as I felt my desire for the beautiful males before me, wishing to feel our naked bodies entwined in passionate homoerotic lust.