The dream boy selfies invited me in from the humid midsummer night, awakening my senses and coaxing my imagination to journey on an ecstatic path of possibilities. His body, his lips, his eyes, all inviting me to partner in pleasure as he awaited the homecoming of my desire.
Browsing: homecoming
My digits danced on the keys as I clicked open his profile, his shirtless pic, his lightly-tufted chest, and his piercing eyes promising the thrill of adventure. Our eyes met virtually and we ran our fingers across the pixels of our screens as if warming up. He made me feel alive, in the safety of my bedroom, at the brink of ecstasy, without a worry in the world.