Mirror, mirror on the wall, give me a glimpse of my sensual desire. The smooth glass is seduced by my yearning, evoking a panting temptation that shimmers in reflection. His soft lips, tousled hair, and muscled body become a bright, inviting image, ardent and ready to devour.
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His body pressed against mine. His gaze was smoldering and full of the heat of forbidden desire. His hands roamed my torso as I felt a wave of pleasure shoot through my veins. We tangled together, eager for more, mouths hungrily exploring each other’s. This straight jock had gone all the way. We were two best friends, discovering new heights of pleasure, both of us lost to the thrill of our forbidden, bareback union.
He traced his partner’s body, his fingertips an electric current over his quivering flesh. His eyes scanned hungrily between the valleys and ridges of this sculpted masterpiece, a sensual feast that promised as much arousal as satisfaction. The surge of adrenaline and forbidden passions echoed in their every movement, eager to unravel the mysteries of extreme man sex.