I’d never felt so overwhelmed as I stared at the cock selfie before me. My heart raced, my breath quickened. I imagined what it’d be like to touch those hard, taut muscles, and taste that glistening precum. Before I knew it, I was lost in a flurry of erotic fantasies that urged me to strip down and explore every inch of the man before me.
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His hands, smooth like nothing he’d ever felt before, symbols of the kind of pleasure, the kind of lust, that propelled the night forward. He could practically taste the anticipation, the longing for the warmth of his touch coating the back of his throat like an electric current as his hands made their way down the length of his back. That moment was the beginning something powerful, something belonging solely to them.
Sean longed for a man to take him three times in one night, and his wish was granted when he met Steve. Sweat glistened on his body as they came together in a carnal embrace. With wild energy they explored each other, until the thrill of their interlocked bodies became a succession of explosive orgasms. As the day began to dawn, Sean felt accomplished – he’d done it – he’d taken three loads.
He was the dream boy of my deepest fantasies; tanned, toned, and just the right amount of hair. His selfie was a thing of beauty; the way he looked at me through the light made even my heart skip a beat. I imagined his warm embrace and passionate kisses. I wanted to give in to all of his desires, to send my inhibitions away and make this dream a reality.
He met the most gorgeous man of his life that night. He felt an unmistakable man heat that whipped through his veins, as he pulled him close, pressing against his strong body. He soaked up the heady spices cocooning around them like a shimmering dream as their mouths locked in unyielding desire. An earthquake of pleasure shot through his soul, thundering with passion unleashed.
He followed the hot hunk’s gaze in the selfie to his ripped abs and bulging biceps. He blushed with desire imagining the possibilities of touching that hard body. His heart raced with arousal. He fought his inner urges to slide his hands all over, taste the salt of the hunk’s skin, and make passionate love.
Oliver arrived late. A thrill of anticipation rippled through my body as he stepped closer. His dark eyes glittered with the same hunger in my heart as lips met in an erotic dance of desire. When our bodies touched, it was as if a spark of electricity had ignited and we were both UNLEASHED.
He came inside the room, looking like danger incarnate. He pulled me in for the first kiss and sensations surged through my spine. His dominance mixed with my keen willingness enflamed us both. We kissed for what felt like eternity, then moved to the bed, exploring each other’s body in ecstasy like an initiation for the gods.
The wild night air was heavy with heady desire as we stumbled into a moonlit Palm Springs paradise. Giddy with expectations, we slipped out of our clothes and into the arms of strangers, eager to explore each other’s bodies in a rapturous orgy of sensuality and pleasure. Our passions surged, wild and untamed, until our hot, frenzied secrets were bared for all to see.
Strobes of electric blue and scarlet bounced off sweaty, shirtless, dancing bodies, bringing a frenzy of sensation that made one giant pulse in the club. As the wildness and heat grew, men peeled away to find their own pleasure, making a private night of gay erotica.