He craved the selfie, that first electric thrill of desire, the gateway to the abyss of unfettered gay passion. His pulse raced as his mind filled with the image of that caressing masculine body, those rippling muscles beckoning him to consume it whole. He was ready, willing, and eager to surrender himself to its bliss like the sweet surrender he knew awaited.
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Dripping with sweat as we stood under the strobing lights, his tight t-shirt clinging to his sculpted body, I could feel his thick muscles beneath my fingertips as I traced the definition of his hard chest. I wanted to explore every inch of his body, but tonight would just have to be a tease.
He was the kind of guy who could make me quiver with delight just by looking at his selfies. His muscles were boldly muscled and his eyes a captivating blue. His bare chest radiating heat and desire, eager for me to come closer and explore his captivating world of desire.