He felt my face warm his chest as our tongues swirled together. His hand caressed my back, inviting me further. The scent of sex filled the air and I could feel a strong surge of energy tingling through my body. I pushed him against the wall, pulling his jeans down just enough for his soft penis to peek from its hiding place. Now it was my turn to take charge.
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He was a golden God with a lean body, toned arms and a sharp jawline that could cut steel. His selfies captivated me. I could not resist fantasizing about how it would feel to touch him, kiss him, and feel his bulging muscles pressed against my body. His selfies spurred my gay desires to new heights, and I longed to explore them.