His hands moved slowly, reverently, sliding beneath my clothes, exploring curves, valleys, and secret places. His fingertips sent electric shocks of pleasure that coursed through my soul, awakening a craving so deep I ached for his touch.
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He longed for the thrill of something bigger, harder, and more satisfying than what his partner had been offering. Wrapping his hand around the huge shaft, he felt a warmth spread through him – an excitement so powerful that it bordered on a kind of fear. He had found the size he craved.
Sweating and tantalized, my eyes drool over every ripple in his smooth toned muscles. I swear I can feel his heat radiating through my screen as I inch closer and closer to his body like a moth to a flame. I want… no, I need him now. My heart races with possibilities, and my mind journeys to a place of scorching passion.
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I explored my sexuality for hours, clicking through selfies of the hottest guys I could find. With each click, I felt my body filling with a dizzying heat that I hadn’t felt before. I longed for every inch of their smooth skin and was desperate for the pleasure of their tight embrace. I felt like I could taste every desire they had for me and I in turn wanted to fulfill them all.
I could feel my pulse quickening as I looked through dozens of cock selfies. The anticipation and excitement of the possibilities was overwhelming. My heart raced and my imagination soared as I stared into the eyes of the alluring strangers who had bared all. I felt myself grow hard as I fantasized receiving each of these unspoken invitations for erotic encounters.
He ran his hands over his smooth chest, letting his fingertips glide over the toned pecs, hard abs, and firm biceps. With every touch, I could feel the seductive heat rising from deep within, coaxing my body to explore further. His sculpted ass called to me, begging to be grabbed and caressed. His piercing eyes and devilish smirk had me transfixed, drawing me deeper and deeper into this homoerotic fantasy.
He practiced his craft by bathing in the wet, hot album of selfies where boys–young, mature, and all points in between–shared themselves with him. His favorite featured the faces in the frame at the perfect angle, his gaze pulled toward them like a magnet until his tongue tangled with words and his fingertips tapped tremblingly against the keys as they wrote themselves into a captivating story about desire and pleasure. He felt his skin vibrate with each forbidden fantasy, savoring each second like it was his last.
He watched as Connor jeered, challenging the young man to take him on the menu, to devour and savor every layer. His lips parted to reveal a wicked grin as his hips rolled and drove the boy wild. It was a tantalizing combination of blunt and subtle violence, leading to a darkly homoerotic journey most could only dream of.
The steaming Caribbean air hit my skin like a feverish, passionate kiss, and I soon forgotten where I was. The sapphire coast sprouted bodies of bronzed pleasure as far as I could see.Their salty sweat glistened in the heat of the day, and I felt an irresistible, instinctive urge to touch, to explore, to savor the electric delight of their muscled flesh.
He ripped my pants off with an animal savagery; I could feel his energy pulsing through me. His tongue expertly probed my depths, going deeper and farther than I’d ever been before. I felt his hot breath, as the blowjob train took me ‘South’ on an epic journey of pleasure and sensuality.