He felt his heart beat faster with anticipation as he took in the scene of fit beach bodies and large cocks bobbing in the salty waves. He wanted to throw himself in and discover the depths of these deliciously giant dicks. How good would it feel to be enveloped by such masculine magnificence? Could he handle the intensity of its heat? One thing was for sure, Miami was the place to satisfy his desire for an experience with big dicks.
Browsing: Miami
The sun beat down on a stretch of sand glimmering in Miami’s matinal heat. My eyes were captivated by the exposed muscled heat of gay bodies laying around me: suntanned, glistening, sweat dripping chest, stomach and thighs. A current of pleasure coursed through me at the sight of all that enticing, sensual maleness. The air was thick with sexuality. Those hard bodies begged to be touched, caressed, explored.
The night was suffocatingly hot, the air a wall of humid lust. I was ready for the heat. I followed some half-starved hustlers through the alleys of downtown, until we reached a world of Palm-Sweating Passion; Miami’s hung hunks. I nearly gasped as I saw them, dark-eyed, toned and tanned and wearing nothing but animal-skin loincloths. I felt my entire body yearn for them.
I never knew pleasure like that which awaited me in the wild, wet nights of gay Miami. Here, every night became a passionate paradise of unbridled desire, my body quivering for the touch of a mysterious lover. Together, we explored our sexuality under the moonlight and empty beaches, and nothing but the sparkling sea could be heard but my soulful moans of exquisite pleasure.