The air crackled with electricity. His body was a minefield of dangerous desire that I wanted to explore. His lips–searing as they brushed against mine. A night of passion and explorations, of hungry needs met and rise in the early hours of the morning.
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He stands before me, the ultimate object of my desire. His torso is taut and well-toned, his smile is mischievous yet inviting. In that moment I see my wildest fantasies unfold, my aching heart yearn for more of his passionate touch, and my soul cry out for union to this perfect being of beauty and grace.
I imagine myself, the object of desire, when I look at those selfies: their bodies in alluring poses, draped in sheets and tight cotton, their faces half shadowed in the glow of the setting sun. I feel the heat of their skin next to mine, the electricity of anticipation, and of a moment in time that is fleeting and sensual.
His wrists were trembling as he touched thescreen, his fingertips like ghostly feathers as they brushed, delicate, over the curves and grooves of the selfie before him. In his mind he imagined himself as that man, kneeling between his legs and satisfying his desires. His fingers continued to quiver, stroking, until finally he allowed his momennts of pleasure to come to fruition.
My heart raced as I stepped into the dimly lit club. Sweaty, muscular bodies moved to the beat of the pulsing music. Searching the room, I spotted him—our eyes met, he smiled and beckoned me closer. My breath left me as he pulled me tight and our tongues found each other’s in a passionate embrace. That night, he broke my bonds; I gave my body to him, and together we crossed the forbidden threshold of pleasure.
He felt his shorts slipping off, then his boxers, then the gentle, gloved touch of the doctor’s fingers on his tight, forbidden flesh, as if they were a lover’s caress–teasing, tantalizing. His body burned, overwhelmed with joyous pleasure from this experience, as if he was discovering something precious and new.
I arrived at my hotel in Bangkok’s red-light district, my pulse racing, my heart pounding. Little did I know what lay ahead. I soon discovered that this was the home of the legendary ‘Thunder & Lightning’, a club known for hot, steamy gay sex and out-of-this-world experiences. Once inside, I felt my senses come alive in a magical way. I had just stepped into my own sexy, erotic paradise.