The sly curve of his lips called to me, his manhood beckoning. I tugged his pants down with urgency, ripping them off him, and devoured the sight of his hot muscle and hard desire. A deep hunger and feverish lust consumed me, as I ravenously licked, tasted and torn into Dylan’s manhood.
Browsing: gender norms
He steps into the crowded room, ready to take part in the mating dance of the male meat market. Everywhere his eyes land, there is a new song of seduction, a masculine symphony of desire. As his gaze settles on each man before him, he can feel a pull of attraction, a burning hotness emanating from the depths of his soul.
He thrust his chin down, letting his tongue glide over hisbottom lip as his eyes closed. His hands cupped the back of his partner’s neck, his thumbs tracing the ridge of his jaw before exploring downwards, dipping deliciously into the deepest reaches of a man’s desire.
He parted his lips and licked his way down my naked torso, stopping to give each of my nipples extra special attention. His tongue explored and probed my body, igniting a wildfire of pleasure that raged through me. I wanted to feel every inch of him and soon his body was pressed against mine, making me tremble and ache with desire.