He moved closer, barely touching the man’s skin. His eyes widened in anticipation as the sweet, musky scent of manhood saturated the air. He could taste the earthy saltiness of sweat and the tingle of raw, primal desire that came with the deepest exploration of the male form. He was hungry for it.
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Colton was all I wanted. His sweat-slicked muscles, his cologne, his razor-sharp jawline. His lips. My lips ached to be kissed by his. His heat radiated from his body to mine. I reached down and embraced him, slipping my tongue into the dark and trusting heat of his mouth. My heart raced as we fell into the depths of an erotic kiss, exploring the delicious interior. I savored every sweet and private moment of contact. Then I moved down, lower still, and tasted the depths of his unbridled passion…
He pulled her close, his hand firm on the back of her neck. It was an erotic display of dominance and submission, of vulnerability and power. His grip made her trembling body ache with excitement, her skin craving his touch. She felt wild and free, yielding to his will. He whispered his love and urged her to surrender, promising her rapture in his domination.
I felt his touch — so gentle, yet every nerve from my fingers, to my toes, seemed to shiver with pleasure and anticipation. On that night, I learned to savor the smoldering heat of his kiss, the electrifying embrace of his strong arms, and the silky caress of our bodies in harmony. In those moments of intense passion, I experienced boner bliss like never before.
I fumbled for my ticket as I clambered aboard the big dirty bus, and my mouth watered in anticipation. I’d heard these rides should be taken with an open mouth and eager tongue. Oh, did I expect the engine’s roar and throbbing vibrations to arouse me and thrill me beyond my wildest fantasies. Hold tight, I’m about to take you through a carnal journey of gay oral love!
He was a master in the art of lust. His touch, like a languid fire, held her in its tender embrace as he started to explore her body with a patient yet demanding desire. He knew how to bring her to the brink of pleasure, build the tension and then let it slowly unravel until she lay quivering with delight beneath him.
He parted my succulent lips with his thick, monstrous shaft, pushing through the slippery walls of my petite depths. With each passionate thrust, I embraced and surrendered to his glorious girth, feeling my body stretch to its limits and cry out in pleasure.
He grabbed me by the waist, pushing me onto my bed, pressing his hard body into me. His lips felt like velvet as he kissed me hungrily, webbing through my trembling body. The intensity of his embrace filled me with desire, enticing my longing for something more.
My heart raced as I stepped through the door. His eyes met mine and my body reacted in a way I’d never felt before. I trembled as he moved closer, and caressed my skin. His strong hands explored and sparked my desire. I felt my innocence slipping away, as I heated up for this journey through the night.
He stood before me, a mountain of a man. His broad shoulders overcame with alluring muscles, and I couldn’t help but be taken by his presence. He had an undeniable charisma that spoke to my deepest desires and I could feel the heat between us, all but calling out to be shared.