He shivered and trembled as my hands and mouth explored his muscular body. His taste was as sweet as honey as I captured his moans of pleasure with my lips. Tugging Gabriel’s hips closer, I drank in the salty-sweetness of his nectar, gazing deeply into those sapphire eyes all the while.
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The bedroom door closed softly behind me opening up a steamy world of tantalizing discovery; my eyes fixated on the walls where a series of selfies from hot guys hung as if in a stream of temptation. I ran my fingertips over their provocative curves and tight bodies, my breath quickening with each seductive detail until I could no longer resist and lost myself in the sensual heat of the moment.
My hands trembled as I slowly pulled down my boxers. His lips met mine in a passionate, desperate kiss as we both explored each other’s bodies. His touch was electrifying, his moans of pleasure and desire sending me to a state of nirvana. Before I knew it, I felt my orgasm coming as his finger penetrated my tight hole and I shot my cum onto my chest. We smiled as we both fell into complete exhaustion, yet completely satisfied.
He was so close now, Xavier could feel his body trembling. His eyes had never left the other man’s. His hands were rough but the touch was gentle as he reached for his waist; their breath mingling. The night was filled with heat, desire and promise as Xavier’s touch finally met his skin — the last night of innocence.
My digits danced on the keys as I clicked open his profile, his shirtless pic, his lightly-tufted chest, and his piercing eyes promising the thrill of adventure. Our eyes met virtually and we ran our fingers across the pixels of our screens as if warming up. He made me feel alive, in the safety of my bedroom, at the brink of ecstasy, without a worry in the world.
The waves provided the rhythm, whilst the faded sunset coloured the night. Three handsome, muscular men in tight trunks shimmied into one another; the taste of salt and the scent of sea spray, guiding them on their journey. Each of their hands exploring, caressing and embracing one another with fervour the devil would have envied.
He was shaking with anticipation as I entered his room. I could feel his body heat rising. We kissed ferociously, touching every curve and line of each other’s bodies. He kissed my neck before sliding his tongue over my chest. His hands explored the depths of me, for the first time this night I felt alive!
The night was alive with gayheat. Pulsing, throbbing, teeming with the kind of erotic intensity capable only of being unlocked by two men. As we moved together hitch and flow, our pheromones weaving an eternal dance of desire, passions establishing a pure connection that no language could comprehend. Our heated chemistry was truly electric.
My college buddy’s ache was an obsession to me. It hummed through me, electrifying my entire body as I imagined our flesh entwined under the sheets. His muscled torso, his inviting lips, his tight ass…. Every time I’d see him I’d feel myself become aroused with the thought of exploring all that lay beneath the surface of his desire.
He was huge. Rock hard and monstrously thick. Sweat glistening off his twelve-inch cock as his hips grinded against mine. Every thrust sending waves of pleasure surging through my veins. I’d never felt anything like it before. He was an animal in heat and I was his prey. Inhibitions went flying out the window as I embraced the rapture of his monster that rocked me!