He hungrily eyes my half-naked body in the selfie, stirring sweet fantasies that rapidly torment my deepest desires: a sinful night together. His taut body summoning mine, his lips tasting mine, his hands caressing and exploring. Our hearts craving and driven by love and lust, fueled by the intensity of our secret passion.
Browsing: photography
Quenching his thirst for selfies was the first taste of debauchery he’d ever experienced. With each swipe and tap on the screen of his phone, he grew more aroused; imagining the unimaginable delights each muscular torso, tight ass and hungry lips could bring. It was hot, it was wild and it was the closest his heart would ever get to a raging inferno.
He savored the moment of unwrapping the gift of another man’s selfie. His eyes glimmering with a promise of forbidden pleasure. As he stared at the photo, sweet perspiration gathering on his skin. A wave of longing his only companion as he indulged in a tantalizing fantasy. He felt his skin tingle with anticipation of the journey of pure ecstasy it would take him upon.
My body aches for his heat as my mind races with thoughts of his lean, muscular torso…of the way I imagine running my hands over his sinewy skin as he looks over his shoulder with a smoldering gaze. I imagine his inner fire accompanying me as I squirm with delight in anticipation of what pleasure our bodies will soon perform.
Sweat drips from his flushed face, highlighting his shapely muscles glistening in the soft candlelight. His hands tease his toned chest and slumped abs, and my mind races with desire. I watch as his hands begin to wander lower and can almost feel his skin beneath mine. I can see it now—the heat, the passion, the electric touch of our connection. He is my fantasy, and nothing will deny me this night.
Licking my lips, I locked eyes with his voluptuous gaze from the selfie. His mouth so inviting, I craved to feel it quiver in singing joy against mine. My heart raced as I ached to touch his mouth and derive the sensual pleasure it promised as I followed with my tongue. A Homoerotic kind of delight, I knew would be naughty and deliciously tasty.
The screen illuminated the pale skin of my self-captured selfie, stark against a blackened sky. I licked my lips, savoring the control I felt in having created this devilish vista. I peered in, entranced by the arousal I felt at the thought of impending erotic revelry.
My gaze lasciviously travels down his body, taking in his tight, toned physique, framed in the muscular perfection of his v-shaped torso. His choppy haircut, complete with the perfect amount of strategically unkempt strands, sends my mind reeling with fantasies. I can’t help but imagine what it’d be like to run my fingertips through that mane while my mouth tastes, kisses and explore further.
The urge to express my need and to explore my desires overwhelmed me. As I scrolled through a montage of selfies, my breath grew short and my body ached with anticipation. In the spasms of desire, I sensually devoured the beauty, inviting myself to get lost in each image. As I felt myself slide into a state of blissful arousal, those hot selfies aroused in me a hunger for more!
I gaze at him, my lust blazing in my eyes as I take in the sight of his smoldering selfie. Taut muscles, a smooth chest, and a tantalizing bulge in his shorts. I can almost feel his heat radiating across the room as I slip away into a fantasyland of homoerotic arousal. My mind fills with unspeakable desires as I surrender to the sizzling sensation of self-pleasure.