I leaned against the wall, feeling the sound of the clicking camera as my self-love session began. Each selfie sent a wave of erotic stimulation to my core and I tasted the sweet delight of fantasizing about the guys in every photo. As my arousal heightened I imagined my own body finding itself in each moment, freely experiencing the homosexual desire of the selfie dude. An instant snapshot – a homoerotic dream!
Browsing: fantasia
My finger traces idly over the screen, desperately exploring the contours of every muscle. My breath quickens as I’m consumed by a fantasy so carnal I can almost feel his touch. My tongue darts out, tasting the air, it is thick with desire for his body and my own.
I felt my heart race as I scrolled through the selfies of this hot guy: his half-closed eyes, broad sculpted shoulders, and bulging muscles begging me to touch them. I paused, imagining his lips on mine, his body against mine. Longing flooded through me, turning my body to liquid fire.
He stepped out of the shower, droplets of water glistened on his skin like diamonds. His muscles shimmered in the light, I wanted to feel them beneath my fingertips. His gaze connected with mine as he took a selfie, my heart raced with excitement. Within seconds, I was lost in a talcum powder-scented homoerotic exploration – moments of joy that will remain forever in my memory.
The jock’s selfie was pure temptation. My gaze lingered over the sensual curves of his body, hungrily taking in each bulge and each ripple. I felt instant sparks of arousal flush through me like lightning, my heart beating faster and my pulse rising higher with each imagining of our bodies intertwined. I wanted to taste him, feel him, and touch him. I imagined his taste, his powerful embrace, and I wanted it all.
He was a sexy nerd, with an ass so round it could have its own gravitational pull. I felt a wet warmth grow as I wrapped my hands around his waist and pulled him closer, exploring the unseen universe of pleasure he was ready to share. We tasted, licked, and devoured one another until all that was left was sweet, throbbing nectar of sexual bliss.
He captures his reflection in his phone, a portrait of raw sensuality. His smoldering gaze, his tangy sweat, his maleness radiates off the stairs. His arousal awakens a hidden hunger, and an exquisite tension builds within my body, driving me to explore these deeply primitive desires.