I opened the door to find a muscular Adonis in a tight-fitted white tee and jeans. His bedroom eyes pierced through my soul, and his breathtaking grin made my heart skip a beat. His touch brought fire to my skin as he pulled me closer for a passionate kiss. Our moans filled the room, and I knew I was in for an unforgettable night of sensual pleasure.
Browsing: jock
The muscle jock’s frame filled the doorway, his tanktop stretched tight over his bulging chest. His eyes burned, fierce and urgent, as he advanced upon me. I trembled, anticipation and lust stirring my soul. With one smooth, passionate stroke, he plunged deep into the penthouse and seized me with a hunger that could not be denied.
Under the neon glow of the nightclub, I spot what I was looking for strutting in with a swagger of bottled confidence – the hottest jock in Sydney. As our eyes meet, I feel a surge of secret lust, like a raging river of desire. Our bodies move closer until our lips meet in a passionate, fiery kiss… Sydney’s sexiest muscle jock and I are about to discover just how far this forbidden lust will take us…
The muscles that coiled from beneath his shirt were unbearably attractive. His broad chest that tapered down to a v exquisite waistline begged for me to explore. With a passionate kiss I whispered in his ear, “Let me pleasure your body in ways you never thought possible”. I vowed to take him to new heights of pleasure…in the penthouse.
He met my knees and worked the length of my cock with his tongue. His muscular hips thrust against my engorged member as I dug into the flesh of his back and felt his sweat trickle down my chest. With a roar, he unleashed his climax into me, his body quaking with pleasure until my own molten lava streamed out. We lay there, breathing hard in the penthouse suite…we’d come together in an explosive, erotic surprise.
My heart raced as I ran my eyes up and down each muscular guy in the blurry group pic. The sweat on my palms kept my fingertips glued to the screen of my phone, the tacky digits propelling me further into homosexual lust. I wrapped my desires around each tight t-shirt, admiring the defined arms and chests they were stretched across. My mouth watered in anticipation of the thrilling possibilities that lay beneath the fabric.
The jock selfies appeared one after another, with broad and strong shoulders, narrow waists, and tight, toned abs. His eyes were bright, and a passionate fire lit up his entire face. As I stared at him, I felt my skin heating up from a simmer to a full boil. I wanted to feel his hard body scraping against mine, his taste on my tongue and his moan in my ears.
His body was taut and lithe, muscles rigid beneath the fabric of his military uniform. His touch was electric, penetrating whatever cloth might be between us, the force of his lean, hard frame on me sending sparks of pleasure through me as my hands ran over his back. He was a beast, a work of perfection, and as he moved to deepen our embrace, I felt a crackle of anticipation for the coming bliss of our bareback joining.
He gripped his biceps as his lips parted in a deep, inviting hunger for the night ahead. His handsome face was alight with desire as the warrior-like body moved closer, and soon his hard-muscled chest collided with my own. I felt a primal rush of pleasure as I took in the muscular body before me, and welcomed the raw energy of the room above. This was the night I’d been waiting for, and nothing could stop us now.
He glided his fingers down his muscular body, his fingertips grazing the elasticity of his tight skin. His entire body ignited in a carnal desire as his mind envisioned the raunchy interlude to come –unleashing the raw passion within him and priming his cock until it could barely contain itself. He craved for the evening’s erotic adventure.