In the moonlight, the shifting silhouettes of a dozen naked men glistened in the pale light, their hands feverishly pleasuring their male bodies with a hedonistic exploration of grinding and groaning. It was a sensual symphony of skin and sweat, mouths and fingers as each and every man strived to reach his ultimate carnal pleasure.
Browsing: Jerk Off
He was a tall, leanly built guy with piercing blue eyes and sun-kissed skin. His shirt rode up from the effort of pounding the keys on his laptop, revealing a splattering of light chest hair that promised untold pleasures. His face was inches away from the guy on the other side of the screen, our hero’s own breath mingling with that of his cyber-lover. As they got closer, the only movement was the steady clicking of keystrokes. They were driving each other crazy. No wetness, no heat, just raw, titillating anticipation.
The pleasure of it was overwhelming. With each passing moment I grew more aroused, my body trembling with delight as I rubbed the hard length of my dick, my eyes fixed on the sexy selfies that lit me up like wildfire. Sweaty and breathless, I was lost in that moment of pure ecstasy, my body straining toward orgasmic bliss.
Their gaze fixed solely on their mind’s object of desire: the processor, the towers, the RAM, the monitor all morphed together into one mind-bending orgasm of desire. They closed their eyes and felt their quivering hands stroke and caress the smooth curves and edges of their object of desire. With each touch and caress, they felt every nerve in their body yearning to explore deeper. They explored all the various ports, buttons, and keys with passionate abandon and waited with bated breath for the erotic climax of pleasure.