He posted a new selfie, and he’s so hot I just had to let it out. His body is a work of art, and it makes me insanely aroused. His tight abs and biceps ripple beneath supple skin, and I can only imagine what his touch would feel like against my own. His perfect lips beg to be kissed, and I’m ready to oblige.
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Lustful eyes pore over every detail of my feed, this sweaty pool of unrequited desire. I imagine curves of their body, each twinge of pleasure I could bring forth. Hot and heavy and perfect, my fingers clenched together in ready anticipation. This desperate longing is all consuming and I can almost taste the ecstasy that awaits.
I can feel my desire rising, aching to be unleashed like the monster between his legs, enticingly displayed in his selfie. His big dick, glistening in the night, sending shivers of arousal through me, tempting me to unleash my own beast. Oh, sweet lust!
The first time I saw his cock-selfie, an intense heat pulsed through me, vibrating with the promise of pleasure. His big, hard cock beckoned to me, begging to be awakened by my tongue, lips and fingers. His photo melted me, as if I had been captured in a trance of lustful abandon that only his touch could revive.
The big Montreal dicks await me with open arms, their succulent, smooth tips hard and horsepower-thirsty. Soft moans and low growls fill the air as they know a juicy adventure is moments away – their tight, manly curves engulf me in a realm of pleasure and sensation. Ah, I am home!
He kissed Sean softly and caressed his face, then slowly moved his hands onto Sean’s body and he could feel the desire. Sean felt every contour of my body as I moved his hands lower, and it was a beautiful moment. My hands came to his waist and I pulled him closer, and I felt the warmth of his lips as I moved in for a kiss. I started pulling at his belt and then I took his hard cock in my mouth and there I felt his passion come alive.
As I scroll through the selfies of these beautiful men, I am overcome with a passionate fervor. I am brought back to my own sexual instances, exploring and satisfying my own carnal desires. My thoughts linger to the idea of taking each of these gorgeous specimens into my arms and experiencing utter bliss. Men’s beauty is a powerful aphrodisiac, propelling my own sexual hunger in a thrilling fashion.
He held up his phone, presented his body as an offering. ‘This is me’ he said, his voice raw with desire, eyes smouldering with an invite. I closed the gap between us, feeling the heat from his chest, my fingertips tracing those curves I’d admired earlier. I knew I wanted him–and this selfie would be my beautiful omen.
The dark silence of the alleyway was broken by Xavier’s footfalls, a desperate escape into the shadows of the Kings Road. Xavier’s quivering body trembled ever so slightly with anticipation as he licked his lips in anticipation of what might come next. His journey would take him to places he’d never been before, an exploration of male desire that he’d been powerless to resist.
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.