My heart raced as I slipped into the underground club, filled with London’s lustiest lads. I was overwhelmed by the sheer hunger in the room – an energy charged by hot, shirtless bodies intertwined in passionate embrace. Eyes locked, lips devoured, silent moans on the dancefloor – London, I was yours.
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He felt something awaken in him as he stepped onto the train that night. His heart raced, his skin buzzed and he shivered with anticipation. He scanned the carriage looking for a sign to guide him to pleasure, and then he saw him – a handsome stranger whose eyes promised hours of wild, homoerotic bliss. With a smile, he was led to the back of the train – and so began a journey of exquisite orgasmic ecstasy the likes of which few men have ever experienced.