He was beautiful and wild, like a lion in the night, and I could tell he was ready to take on a challenge. I followed him to the depths of the club, and the heat and intensity of his desire was like a drug. As we kissed and explored each other, I felt a fire ignite inside my heart, and all I wanted was to give in to this wild night of passionate gay love.
Browsing: #Rainbow
His lips closed in around the rainbow-flavored brimstone like a starving, parched gay man seeking for solace in the sweet savor of a darkened lover’s embrace. The flicker of strobe lights, the raw and sensual scent of bar soap filled his nostrils, and Easton’s Big Gulp became the symbol of his utter liberation.
The velvet night was electric, the taste of rainbows and rain on my lips. I kissed my way in, the giggles of pleasure from inside drawing me deeper. I shed my clothes and joined in the carousal, finding myself amidst powerful, and passionate embrace wrapped in waves and waves of pleasure and pleasure, sticky with pungent aroma of sweat, sex, and pee.