He held me close, caressing my firm body as his eager mouth and lips explored my neck earning me a deep sigh of pleasure. My heart raced when his slippery tongue dove into my mouth, releasing perked desire that culminated in my tight jeans being unbuttoned and my moist cock freed from its confines. A single passionate thought stirred within me as I surrendered to his lips, and in that moment, a queer erotic odyssey commenced.
Browsing: Homosexuality
He stalked the alley, his heart pounding, pulse racing at the thought of the unknown thrill waiting for him. Hidden away beneath the streetlights, here in the shadows his true desires could be fulfilled, screams of pleasure released as he and his anonymous partner explored each other’s deepest fantasies.
I gaze at him, my lust blazing in my eyes as I take in the sight of his smoldering selfie. Taut muscles, a smooth chest, and a tantalizing bulge in his shorts. I can almost feel his heat radiating across the room as I slip away into a fantasyland of homoerotic arousal. My mind fills with unspeakable desires as I surrender to the sizzling sensation of self-pleasure.
When I looked at the selfies of this guy, I felt a spark of desire; tall, dark, handsome with a hint of mystery… His electric gaze left me weak in the knees and when our eyes met I could barely control the arousal coursing through my veins. I wanted him like I’d never wanted anyone before.
He was tall and lanky and the way he swayed his hips as he walked my way made me squirm. His eyes rolled over my body and before I could do anything he had me pinned to the wall. His hands yanked down my pants with ease and out popped his boner. I was trembling but I didn’t fight it as he forced me down on him, a dark swirl of lust dancing between us as I looked up and tasted his big cock.
The bright sun blended with the soft wind, caressing my skin as I walked on the dazzling sands that led to the shoreline. The salty smell of the sea intertwined with that of my lover’s sweat, as we lay on the beach savoring each others subtle touches. It was then that I knew what true passion feels like, and I never wanted it to end.
We pulled up to the darkened corner of the parking lot. The full moon illuminated the night sky as I stepped out of the car. It was the moment I first felt Sean’s manhood in my hands. Our lips locked and our tongues danced in a frenzy of passionate exploration. He looked me deep in the eyes and pulled my head down to his rock hard cock. I was ready to devour him.
Greyson’s big rod pulsed in my mouth, unleashing years of repressed desire. His salty taste was like a drug I wanted more of. His moans and groans a symphony of pleasure. When I finished, I felt a newfound awakening both startling and thrilling at once. I’d crossed the threshold of the forbidden and there was no turning back.
Despite the ache in his crotch, he calmly removed his clothing, stealing furtive glances at his own reflection in the full-length mirror. His fingers gingerly delved between his legs, every stroke intensifying his pleasure. His head fell back as the mounting sensations came in waves, engulfing him with liquid heat. His grip tightened, as if merely holding onto himself would make these moments last forever.
He wanted me and I wanted him. His skin glowed in the sunlight streaming in from the window, and I felt my own desire swell with the anticipation of the seduction to come. Our eyes met, a silent invitation and we both knew what was coming next. Our clothes flew off and we became lost in each other’s arms. We were intertwined, exploring and tasting, pushing each other to the edge of pleasure. The selfie had been seductive, but now it was time to take it to the next level.