I stood, mesmerized, gazing at the supple cocks before me: swaying, bobbing, tumescent in the gentle breeze – a roving assembly of perfection, both inviting and commanding. I lowered my eyes with a whimper; I’d never felt such longing.
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I can’t help it, I’m obsessed with selfies. Searching for the perfect one drives my desire; a tight body, smooth skin, wide eyed staring directly at me. When I come across it, that’s all I can see and all I want- nothing else matters. In that second, lost in myself, my gay desires pulse through me.
Two twinks, strangers just hours before, met on a train carriage, consumed with heat-borne desires. The touches that started timidly soon exploded into fiercely passionate kisses and intertwining limbs as hands roamed, exploring and discovering curves and hard muscled shapes beneath clothes. Visibly aroused, the lustful pair were sucked in by the magnetic force of their mounting arousal.