Ibiza is a magical gay oasis filled with sun, sea and sex. I roamed the beaches, bars and clubs like a heat-seeking missile, entranced by the pulsing rhythms of the music, electric atmosphere, and gorgeous men. I locked glances with strangers, and quickly inviting them back to my hotel, where we explored each other’s bodies with passionate abandon, leaving us both drained with pleasure.
Browsing: Heat Wave
The heat of Jordan was a freight train that broke through the night. Every kiss, every manly touch sent shockwaves of pleasure, enhancing each experience. His calloused hands exploring my body like an electric current, sent me over the edge as his mouth found its way to those secret places on my body. I was addicted to the thrill of adventure.