The Bangkok night spilled its throbbing heat onto the sun-kissed street. Excitement tore through my veins as I glimpsed the glorious, muscular figures, each one a chiselled vision of stallion-like beauty. Hung hunks, roaming the street with raw heat, muscles rippling, waiting to be explored. One by one, I let them into my world – pieces of my soul that I’ll never let go.
Browsing: #lusting
I couldn’t help but follow my yearning and stare longingly at the body of his, bared to me in all its glory. An eagerness built in me, heightening my senses to the point I could almost taste him on my lips, and the anticipation waited for no man.
I had an appetite for Amsterdam, and not just for its legendary red-light district. I soon found a young, sexy Dutch man who was eager to explore my gay fantasies, and he showered me with tender, lustful kisses that culminated in a mind-blowing blowjob that left me trembling with desire.
My heart lurched as I scrolled through the selfies of hot guys–latin dudes, twinks, gym-jocks with hard bodies and firm bulges―each one more tantalizing than the last, stirring deep feelings within me as I thought about each one. I wanted to linger over them, dreaming of being held in their arms, exploring their curves and taking them in my mouth.
Young, raw and full of lust – Reykjavik’s boys are a passionate feast. Every encounter I had was filled with unbridled energy and an eternal hunger for connection. I followed my desires into the night, letting myself be taken away by the golden beauty of the Icelandic boys.
I stared hungrily at my reflection, entranced by the body I desired so deeply. I yearned to press my lips to every inch of sinewy, muscled perfection. l took a deep breath & savored the intoxicating moment as I imagined playing out wild fantasies with my tantalizingly gorgeous doppelganger until my eyes sparkled with passion.