Browsing: #Pleasure

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A selfie of a guy with a slight smirk, tousled hair, and an unbuckled belt was all I needed to propel me into a state of pure, unmitigated pleasure. Taking my time, I savored each second of my own exploration as I stepped inside my own vivid imagination. My hands coarsely caressing my body in ways I never imagined I ever could, I felt overwhelmed yet energized by the sensations that flooded me.

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His eyes were like a painting, piercing through the darkness like two stars. His skin was so soft and inviting that I wanted to take him in my arms and never let go. I wanted to explore every inch of his body until he gasped with pleasure. His selfie was everything I wanted: my perfect gay love fantasy.

He plunged into me and I let out a moan of pleasure as I felt every inch of him deep inside me. Our movements grew faster and more urgent and then, suddenly, I felt an intense and extreme wave of pleasure wash over me. He filled me with his cum and I exploded in ecstasy, feeling every delightful sensation of cum-soaked pleasure.

A shiver ran up my spine as Ian touched me – his strong, rough hands like a branding iron against my smooth skin. There was pleasure and pain in equal measure – my body taut with tension, surrendering to his touch. I was intoxicated by the moment, and I knew nothing would ever be the same.

Greyson felt his heart start to race as he entered the bedroom of sin. The brooding atmosphere tantalized his senses, the rouge along the walls inviting him to succumb to his deepest desires. His eyes darted around, their promising glances leading him farther into the sultry atmosphere, and deeper into the inescapable pleasure.

He felt the shoreline of his pleasure as it ebbed and flowed, only to come crashing once more. Rising and falling like the tide, his intensity grew with each wave. He on the crest, overcome by delicious pleasure. His hands trembling, his body pressed against the sheets, until finally, pleasure was bursting through his body.

The sweet, succulent gully of pleasure opened up to me; I ran my melting tongue along its length, exploring every dip and curve, savoring the heady taste of manly arousal. I let myself be overcome by the power of its velvet embrace as I let it fill me with warmth and delight.