Browsing: #cocky

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His selfie was an invitation, his lips pursed and eyes smoldering, teasing me with what lay beneath. Slipping into my fantasies, I imagined them plump and soft against my own. His skin – bronzed like a ripe peach – would feel so warm against mine, and I could ache with pleasure just at the thought of it.

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He felt like a kid in a candy store, with a phone in one hand and his throbbing manhood in the other, eagerly awaiting to unleash the full force of his raging desire. One delicious selfie at a time, allowing the musky scents and sultry whispers of his fantasies to stroke the fires of his lust. This was the sweetest form of ecstasy he had ever tasted.

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He felt entranced, his inner lust bubbling over, as his eyes wandered up and down the long statuesque figure as displayed in the jock’s selfie. He thought to himself, ‘I must have him’ and felt his hardness, hot and unyielding, swell inside his jeans. He desperately wanted the jock to feel his heat, his desire, and he knew that when he made his move, something burning and passionate would explode between them.