The streets of Bangkok seemed to glow with lust; a desire that suffused the air like a potent aphrodisiac, just as sinuous as the hands of the dark-haired boy who stood, seducing me with his eyes. His lips were just begging to be tasted, a temptation I couldn’t resist. His body perfect, his bulge tantalizingly curved, begging to be explored. I leaned in to taste what his lips had to offer and knew this would be a night I’d never forget.
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I arrived in Montréal feeling a slight tingle of anticipation. As I walked around the city, I noticed a kind of erotic energy in the air, from wet streets to my tongue exploring every inch of my partner’s body. We tasted and licked and sucked until our breaths rasped and a salty-sweet pleasure flooded our veins. The sex was wild and it felt like I was finally right at home.