In Berlin, muscle jocks reign supreme. I stumbled upon a sea of beefy men, each more gorgeous than the last. Lust burned in their eyes, calling out to me in delicious whispers. I felt my body heat up and my heart race with the knowledge that these are the nights I will write about for weeks to come.
Browsing: Germany
My hands tremble with joy as I enter Berlin’s thriving gay nightlife. Everywhere, handsome faces beckon and glorious, semi-naked male bodies spill out of every street corner. I find myself caressing their smooth, muscular skin, my fingertips running with electric arousal. I can feel the heat radiating from them, tremors of passion coursing through my veins. Yes, in Berlin, hot male bodies ignite me.
The sweat-drenched all night Berlin gay clubs were my playground, a place where I could savour in seductive escape and endless ‘acts of pleasure’. I explored passionate trysts – often fleeting strangers – whose perfect lips crept lusciously over my skin, wringing out electric twinges of desire and guilt all the same. Deep guttural moans and steamy sighs echoed within the depths of these dark dens of sin; the touches, pokes and smouldering gazes kept me coming back every night, for more.