He moaned softly, as I expertly explored his Twink Heaven. My middle finger directed, my thumb caressing. His muscles trembled, his skin glowing with pleasure as I softly circled and pressed. My fingertip journeyed into the abyss of heat and desire. His body tensed and he sighed in ecstatic rapture.
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He lay beneath me, letting out a guttural moan as I drove my pelvis into his. His powerful thighs clutching my torso as he shuddered in exquisite pleasure. His eager eyes locked with mine, reveling in mutual pleasure as I brought us both ever closer to orgasm. It was in his penthouse of pleasure that we unleashed the ecstasy of our raw passion.
He gazed long and hard at the screen, lost in mesmerizing reverie, as he watched the selfie dance before him, like a siren’s call to pleasure, stirring a longing that only a lover’s touch could satisfy. His mind raced with fantasies as his aroused body succumbed to the beauty of the young man onscreen. He longed to feel the strength and heat of the body beneath the selfie, the man he had only met through his screen.
He slowly parted my lips, tasting his way down my throat like a winding desert river. His tongue danced against my own, teasing and tasting every bit of my desire that grew with each stroke. His lips devoured me, sucking down an eden of desire.
He ran his fingers across my skin, tracing the curves of my body before he tasted my lips hungrily. In that moment, I felt like I was no longer myself: I was the selfie, and the man I desired was my artist, bringing to life my hidden sexual fantasies and desires.
He was a hot hunk, with everything in the right place, and it made me feel oh so naughty to be able to drink in his exquisite body like my favorite hottest of drinks. His selfie was my salacious delight, and I could feel my whole body respond to it as I imagined him coming closer, letting me intimately indulge in his electrifying sensuality.
He gazed into his eyes, transfixed by the desire he saw in them. His curves magnified by the angle of the selfie, his lips begging to be tasted, licked, and explored. His body seemed to be whispering ‘Come closer and touch me’, beckoning him to an erotic rendezvous within the privacy of a single selfie.
My ass becoming a volcano of pleasure, his tongue teasing me into submission, I felt like I was experiencing a lasting cum inevitability. I felt my orgasm arriving hard and fast, and my body, filled with warmth and delight, was both overcome with tenderness and primed to receive whatever form of magical cum might be on its way. I trembled, ready for an ass-load of pure pleasure.
He pinned me down hard on the penthouse bed, my skin sizzling with pleasure as he ravished my body. His muscular frame ripped through me with an intensity and desperation that only lust can understand. I felt every inch of him and surrendered completely to his lustful embrace.
Carson wanted to find something darker than he could imagine. He naïvely thought this affair would be a spark, but instead found himself enveloped in a wild initiation of a most erotic kind. He was engulfed by a domineering hunger and succumbed to a raw power he’d never known before. There was no holding back — the night bled into an intense, fiery night of gay desire.