He ran his hands down the hard, ripped contours of his body, feeling the trail of heat and sweat that pooled around every sinewy muscle. His fingers glided rapidly across skin that was aflame with pulsating desire; pulse points throbbing with each touch, until, finally, ecstasy crashed through him like an electric wave.
Browsing: Muscled
The heat was stifling and I could feel it pump through my veins as the young muscles and firm chest of the Greek jock pressed against me. His dark, mysterious eyes filled with desire and lust as his hands sought out my eager flesh. Together, we tumbled into a night of carnal desire, a night that I will never forget.
He was six feet of pure muscle–every hard inch ready to play. His rough hands ripped off his shirt, revealing an unrivaled expanse of tough musculature. Then, with a naughty glint in his eyes, he pulled down his jeans to unleash his hung, throbbing manhood.
I stepped out of the plane, my nostrils tingling with anticipation, my heart pounding. I knew this was going to be a wild ride. As I stepped into the vibrant city my eyes were drawn towards the muscle-bound men roaming the streets like packs of man-candy. I couldn’t wait to explore every inch of their delicious bodies. A homoerotic journey of passionate lovemaking, steamy hookups and passionate encounters laid out before me.
Heaving chests and muscles shimmering with sweat, they push and pull in passionate embrace. Gasping and panting, their bodies become intuitive tools of mutual desire, slick skin sliding against skin in raw, carnal harmony. Their desire increasing; it drives them onward, waves of pleasure building until they can no longer contain it.
I pressed my hard body against his soft and slender frame, feeling his warmth, his smell. My lips explored every exposed inch of skin, sending sparks through his body as I kissed my way up his neck and finally his lips. I wanted to connect in a way I’d never before, and I found it in that forbidden embrace. It was one hot night I’ll never forget.
He pressed me against the wall, stroking my muscular chest and exploring my body. I felt engulfed by his warmth and desire, and soon found myself lost in his passionate embrace. His hands roved my curves, teasing and pleasuring me until I was panting with pleasure. With one final thrust, I surrendered to his rapturous embrace.