The trees rustled in the balmy night air, sending our desire for one another spiraling through the stillness. I felt a spark pass between us as we clasped hands, jolting my body with carnal heat. Our lips locked and we embraced, our tongues dancing in a wild, wanton frenzy. Soon we were pulled from our trance, beckoning us further away like a siren’s song of pure pleasure.
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In the moonlight, the shifting silhouettes of a dozen naked men glistened in the pale light, their hands feverishly pleasuring their male bodies with a hedonistic exploration of grinding and groaning. It was a sensual symphony of skin and sweat, mouths and fingers as each and every man strived to reach his ultimate carnal pleasure.
The moon shone brightly through the gossamer clouds, casting a light of pearlescence across the park. Six of us gathered around the blanket dressed in only our underwear, the heat and anticipation palpable in the air. Everyone grabbed hold and within minutes, we were all on our knees in unison, stroking and licking in harmony until our welcoming release. Bliss. This was group pleasure at its finest.
Under the sputtering streetlights and stretching shadows of the park, 7 men gathered around, their eyes crawling over each other’s bodies, then darting away in silence. The night was charged with desire, as each man opened up an unspoken sexual realm of pleasure that nobody had expected.
The night air was thick with desire, and a collective hunger seemed to hung above us all. We congregated in wordless harmony and anticipation of what was to come. With pounding hearts and tightened pants we shared a moment of passionate embrace before the unspoken fantasy was made real. Our unbridled energy ignited the night and the sensual group jerkoff was soon underway.
Heaving panting, the group collectively undid their belts and let their pants drop to the ground. Together, they were a beautiful sight of wanton ready flesh, primed for pleasure. His eyes roamed hungrily over their jutting manhoods before his hand found his own, ready to start the race they’d come to the park for.
He roared like thunder as his hard cock pushed deep into me, each thrust stirrin’ up my craving to the point of madness. His thrusts were so unstoppably strong I felt as if every inch of me was in an uncontrollable, pleasurable blaze. He fucked and ravished me with a primitive power and I savored every moment of it.
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.
The night air was alluring and the moonlight illuminated the park. His silhouette strode up with confident steps and I felt a twinge of desire in my loins. As he grabbed me in his arms, I felt his hard cock grinding against mine. I was alive; our hearts racing faster than the speed of love.
The park was a secret clubhouse of sorts, a gay mecca for those seeking pleasure, with a shared understanding that the game was on. I assumed my mark – tall, tan, and so deliciously horny – and charged forward, thankful for hands around my waist, lips on mine, an exciting hunger sharing the summer air.