Standing naked in front of the bathroom mirror, I admire my body. I flex my muscles, feeling the raw power of my tight pecs and strong thighs. I snap the perfect nude selfie, the camera capturing my toned back and tight ass perfectly. I’m ready to take the plunge into the world of gay male dating, and I’m hoping my hot photo enchants someone special. I’m ready to bare my soul and my body to the right man.
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He walked in like a god; his glistening biceps and abs demanded to be lusted after. His rugged body demanded to be worshipped and his mounds of flesh begged to be fondled. I wanted him now- our intense gaze revealed our mutual desire. I trembled with excitement as I came closer, and prepared to give myself completely to the pleasure of his muscled form.
I started to turn it up a notch and began exchanging saucy texts with some dates who sent me big dick selfies. As I looked at the pics I felt aroused and ready for the night ahead. The way they teased and flirted, it was the ultimate turn on. I knew I was in for some naughty and exciting intimate, homoerotic encounters.
He kissed my neck. His tongue flickered over my collarbone and my stomach ached with desire. His hands skimmed my skin as I gasped and his lips found mine. In that moment, all I wanted was him. His gaze met mine in the mirror as I felt his heat consume me. And suddenly, I saw myself in all my glory. I’d never felt such intensity – the gay man’s erotic odyssey.
I woke up and checked my phone – a sea of male perfection sprawled before me. They were hardbodies, posing, and pouting for selfies, presaging an erotic scenario with myself in the center. As my eyes moved from each hot guy, undulating waves of homoerotic energy flowed inside me. Everything felt intensely charged, tingling my nerves and coaxing out a moan. My mind began to wander and the fantasy of a passionate evening began to form.
His heart beat faster as his eyes flicked from one selfie to the other, his right hand gripping his cock, letting his fingertips take in the contours while his left hovered over them in a dance of desire. The pale moonlight bounced off their curves and he felt a growing warmth in his heart as his hand moved faster, racing towards the finish line.
A hundred rippling abs, oiled chests, and an array of otherworldly cocks that glare with a theatric intensity—all of it bound together by smoldering, hungry eyes that take on the role of main characters in a homoerotic epic. My heart races as I peer into the reflective portals of these desires, wondering at the heights of carnal pleasure they await.
He lusted for the large and full, letting himself surrender to the sensation of being filled so completely and utterly. He luxuriated in the sheer pleasure and sensation of size, allowing himself to be encompassed within its vastness. He explored the lushness, savoring its exquisite magnitude.
The screen illuminated the pale skin of my self-captured selfie, stark against a blackened sky. I licked my lips, savoring the control I felt in having created this devilish vista. I peered in, entranced by the arousal I felt at the thought of impending erotic revelry.
Our most intimate moments are ones of great pleasure and power. When we surrender to our desire, we open up the door to deeper, bigger orgasms that can take us beyond our physical existence.