The first time I saw him, I melted; he was the forbidden military jock of my dreams. His tight body was irresistible and totally aroused me. I wanted to see and feel every inch of him, to explore the unknown pathways of desire he held within. I wanted to caress him with my touch, deliver a pleasure he could never forget. A journey into infatuation, into that special place only gay love can take us.
Browsing: forbidden
He tapped my thigh and my skin lit up with fire. I knew I was on the edge of something I’d never felt before – something forbidden and exciting. I felt his kiss on my neck and felt his hands wandering around my body. I wanted to be consumed and he did just that – until I was trembling and lost in pleasure.
The heat of the Caribbean air surrounded me as I explored the forbidden Oasis of Key West’s Muscle Jocks. Their tightly tanned, muscular bodies radiating waves of sheer desire and lust. I could feel my heart thudding in my chest as I walked up to one, eyes glimmering with sexual provocation. Our lips met, electric sparks of sensuality igniting between us in a passionate gay embrace. I was in paradise.
Lips pressed against tight folds, teasing, tempting with a flick of the tongue before plunging down into forbidden ecstasy. Sucking, lapping, and licking until the trembling man can barely contain his pleasure. These are the forbidden pleasures of dudes going down.
I’d taken him home with me and he was beautiful. His body was sleek perfection, his eyes bright with forbidden pleasure. His touch was gentle, but it was on my ass that he wanted me. I braced myself for the unforgettable moment that was to come as I felt his thick cock enter me, slowly at first, then more urgently. I gasped as he filled me completely, pushing back all my inhibitions until I was lost in pleasure.
He watched, trembling, as his schoolmate undressed. First was his shirt, then his trousers, then his boxers. His heart raced as he saw the bruises on his thighs and his hips, and the short tuft of ebony hair between his legs. He drank in all the details until his schoolmate left, leaving the locker room coated in a forbidden mist of lust.
He timidly pushed on the door, slow and gentle, all senses barbed with anticipation. His eyes widened as the reality of the indulgence began to unfold: A forbidden room filled with dark promise, dirty secrets, a dizzying mix of fear and desire. The twink just stood there, mouth agape, admiring the forbidden beauty. Then, with one step, the tease began.
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.
The heat was palpable as we melted together in the dark, barely visible to the other despite our hands and mouths roaming and exploring, our skin and lips barely touching, sparking a current of searing passion that suddenly ignited a wild fire of ecstasy between us.
My hands tremble as I unbuckle his belt, my mouth thirsting to taste his stiffening cock. His lips find mine and we let out a desperate moan; our tongues intertwined, we bask in forbidden pleasure. My thighs quiver in anticipation as we both succumb to the night of pure sin.