He felt something else was being pressed: a finger. A light yet powerful pressure circled his cock, then started rapid-fire movements, as if it was an expert in the art of Type, Jerk & Cum. This was no amateur, as this finger knew just where and how to touch him. With each stroke, pleasure increased until he called out and happily succumbed to orgasm.
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He closed his eyes and touched his lips to mine. Our mouths melted into each other as he pulled me close. His tongue caressed the inside of my mouth like a fire. His hands grabbed my ass and squeezed firmly as he pulled me even closer. I felt like I was about to burst.
His body against mine crackled with electricity; I could feel the heat radiating between us. I took him in my arms, savoring the trembling anticipation, the sheer terror of the unknown. We touched, tentatively, and then more eagerly, exploring the other’s lips, necks, chest and below. We quivered with pleasure, having found our ultimate desire.
Landon’s place was darkly lit, the air thick with erotic anticipation. His eyes, smoldering beneath heavy lids, hungrily devoured me as I undressed. There was a palpable tension between us as sexual energy crackled and I felt my desire for him begin to burn. I knew that before long, I’d be lost in his passionate embrace.
He watched as she slithered out of her satin robe, every inch of her body begging to be devoured. His heart pounded as her soft curves were revealed, her delicate skin illuminated by the slow-burning fire in the room. He felt aroused as he marvelled at her beauty; they were about to explore their steamy, erotic desires.
The exquisite pleasures of Sydney’s hot hung studs are not to be ignored. From the golden tan surfers in their tights to the ripped, tattooed men of the night, I found temptation at every corner. With each deliciously tight embrace, my senses were tantalized and my lust aroused in this homoerotic odyssey.”
His heart raced as his eyes scanned the selflies of hot, naked guys. Swiping feverishly, he felt he couldn’t take any more. But he wanted it. He wanted it bad. He felt his loins heat up, as he wondered what each picture meant. He wanted to feel the closeness of their bodies, to experience the energy, passion and love; to immerse himself in an erotic fantasy.
My heart pounding fiercely, I took the doctor by surprise, pressing my full lips hard against his. His touch was electric and his kisses wild – I felt his ravenous tongue exploring every inch, as I reveled in our carnal connection – his hands pushed me further and further until I was left ravished by his erotic hung body and my desires sated.
He moaned in pleasure as I took him down one by one, grabbing his jock, licking him, devouring every inch of his hard body. I wanted to taste his sweet jock loads that so many desired. His eyes rolled back as I licked them off, savoring every salty drop that teased me with its forbidden pleasure. I had 25 jock loads and a twink to thank for the best night of my life.
He was a salt god, tall and sculpted by the quixotic sea. His chest was a treasure chest of wonders. His hands were magical with such delicate touch. I could feel his passion rise like waves crashing against me. The ocean of pleasure deepened, and I was taken away to a place of untouched beauty and gay bliss.