He sent me a selfie, a glossy photo of a broad-shouldered, suavely handsome man, eyes dark and inviting. Our already hot connection only grew more intense as I imagined what it would be like to sink into his delicious embrace, exploring the most delicious scenes of our carnal fantasies.
Browsing: Dreams
I closed my eyes and summoned his image: strong, alluring and shamelessly seductive. His half-naked body – painted by the yellow glow of my bedside lamp – haunted my every thought. I imagined his skin against mine, his lips, his tongue. I sighed, my heart skipping as I imagined what it would feel like to be held in his arms.
He’s standing there sweaty and glistening from head to toe in that tight shirt and those perfectly form-fitting jeans. I can feel my body heat rising as I imagine what it must feel like for him to wrap his big, thick cock around me and ride me hard until we both come undone.
As his tongue caressed my eager flesh, all my dreams of Brook and his wayward licking came flooding back until I thought I might be catching fire. My body burned, my mind racing with expectation. I wanted nothing more than to be consumed by his persistent, sensual touches and insatiable desire.
I undulate through the sweaty, pulsing crowd. Bodies quivering, heat rising, the masculine meat market of my dreams teases and tantalizes me with every passing moment. Clothes slipping, bodies intertwining, I devour every moment of the crypt-like, erotic playground.
I drool over the big dick selfies I see on social media, dreaming up a night full of naughty fantasies; the feel of his thickness between my legs, penetrating into me and stimulating the fire of pleasure that only true passion could bring. This experience is worth more than any money I could ever earn.
My head spun with endless selfies of sexy boys; the desire to touch, explore and possess their tight, toned bodies fueled my heated imagination. They teased, tempted and promised what felt like an eternity of wild, carnal pleasures – heartbeats quickening as I imagined their soft lips, tongues and hands on every inch of me.
My heart raced, my breath quickening, as his sexy selfie loaded on my screen. His alluring eyes, chiseled Adonis body, and full red lips called to me, tempting me with promises of hot, forbidden gay pleasure. I wanted to explore him and his body, feel his touch exploring me. I wanted to be lost in our forbidden dream of wild desire.
My heart raced as I looked at the selfies of these musclebound men, my eyes devouring their tight biceps, sculpted abs and inviting lips. My skin tingled as if alive, as I let my mind wander and my fantasies play out in vivid technicolor. I was overcome by a wild burst of desire that coursed through my veins, leaving my body aching for something more.
The sweltering Mediterranean air caressed my body as I slipped under the crisp white sheets. I was exhausted from the night’s adventures, yet electrified to find my lover’s body twined between my legs, his hands exploring as his lips gently teased. I surrendered to the moment and let him carry me into the night, lost in a sea of gay delight.