He trembled as he felt the warmth of those hands cool in the pool’s water, wrapping around his waist before running their way up his chest – their inviting touch making him arch his neck to the sky in desire. His heart raced as his back was pulled flush against a body that seemed made of pure fire. He was seduced by the heat of poolside passion.
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He savored the bliss of the soft summer night, and his sun-warmed skin as the pool’s wet heat and cool water collided against his flesh. His heart pounded with lust and excitement as he saw his soon-to-be lover standing across the pool, mesmerized in a primal embrace. The pleasure, the intensity, the sheer ecstasy was palpable as they connected in a fusion of wet man sex.
As the sun set, the poolside party buzzed with excited guests. Hot male bodies glistened in the summer heat, dripping with sweat and desire. Their wanton eyes locked hurl time and it seemed electricity could be felt between them, tickling their nerve endings. They inched closer to one another, their need for sexual gratification palpable in the air.
He pressed his body against me; I felt an intoxicating rush of desire. I could smell the chlorine from the pool on his skin, and feel his heart hammering against mine. All the air between us seemed electrified; our mouths moving closer and closer. I wanted more; my body throbbed for him. I wrapped my arms around his neck and he plunged me into the deep end.
The sun set behind us, the sky blushed pink, and I felt something awaken deep within me. His eyes, gleaming and wild, pinned me in place. His hand touched my shoulder, and that was all the invitation I needed. We plunged into the pool, writhing in pleasure until we were both soaked and trembling. Our slick bodies entwined as we moved together in a passionate pulsing rhythm. We brought each other to new heights of pleasure, our moans and cries echoing into the night as the stars winked approval.
He slowly peeled away his wet trunks and seductively stepped into the pool, sending ripples of pleasure across its surface as his hard, tanned body glided in. His eyes were like sapphires as he beckoned me closer, and I felt a sudden rush of desire wash over me as his alluring presence demanded satisfaction.
The achingly hot sun seemed to press his body against the side of the pool. His desire was palpable as his heart raced, growling like the low rumbles of thunder. He wanted this man to take him, to possess him with such wild intensity that his body throbbed with passion. A slow smolder that would lead them both in to untold depths of pleasure.
The sun was blazing hot, but that didn’t stop us from taking a dip in the pool. We were an irrepressible force, a whirlwind of passions unleashed as we moved our bodies against each other, our desire for each other the only thing we could think about. We forgot the world around us, and let the deliciously cool waters of the pool become a bed for our lovemaking. An al fresco frisky that we will never forget!
My gaze fastened onto the tantalizing, taut skin of his muscles, straining against the fabric of his tight speedo. My eyes trailed hungrily down the inviting contours of his body, my arousal surging as I glimpsed the supreme highlight of this vision: the bulge of his package, begging for my touch.
The night was still young and all of our bodies sparkling with the wet heat of poolside passion. Wrapped in one another’s arms, two manly men embraced beneath the fading sun and the gentle light of the stars above. Our lips collided, as did our bodies, as we sinfully explored one another’s depths like unrequited lovers.