The anticipation was too much to bear. We embraced in a sizzling embrace, our bodies becoming one with liquid fever as our hands explored each other’s curves. I felt his heart against mine, lightning dancing in his lips as they burned against me. A promise of the unforgettable night ahead.
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The sky is a canopy of stars, backdropped by the Miami skyline. I’m on my back- pressed between two of the hottest muscle gods on the beach. Their hands tug at my clothes, their mouths everywhere- kisses and moans. I feel wanted, desired, lit up by the moonlight and fire of their heat. My body melting into a puddle of pleasure and lust.
I savored the sensation of every hard inch as I engulfed his length with my tongue and lips. The taste of his arousal was intoxicating, and took me to heights of pleasure I never imagined. Each thrust of his hips and moan of satisfaction drew me in deeper and sealed me to him in a passionate embrace. And so I explored every corner of his masculinity with my mouth, until I reached my climax of pleasure.
We lay side by side, mouths hungrily searching, tongues dancing in unison as our hearts raced with desire. His taste was sweet and intoxicating, his scent dizzying as I felt the heat radiating like fire from our barely-clothed bodies. I wanted more, I wanted something more than just kissing, and I could tell from his eager gasps that he felt the same. His lips were like silk, his breath like ambrosia, and it was with these sensations that we started our journey to hotter and sexier nights.
He loved the sweet seduction of the hustling hot Toronto males—their limber tight bodies, gliding strides and bedroom eyes. His sexy adventures in this metropolis abounded; loved-up one night stands and late night trysts that left him sweaty, panting and wanting more.
He had the perfect body. He poised on the edge of the bed, his half-naked physique lit up only by the dim red hue of the hotel room lights, and I was mesmerized. With a single nod of his head, he beckoned me into his realm of seduction. I stepped towards him, heart pounding, ready to explore the wonders of the night.
His tongue snaked into the nape of my neck, tracing circles across my skin. He kissed my earlobe, sending shivers down my spine, and murmured words of devotion. His hands, rough and gentle, fondled my body, and I lost myself in the passion. Our lips met in searing bliss, our bodies becoming one as we filled each other with sweet ecstasy.
I feel the pulse of the dance floor behind me as I cross over the threshold into backroom paradise. My body’s craving demanded I take a chance; I am welcomed with laughter and a hand on my ass. As we move through the dark shadows, the smell of sweat, sex and desire enveloped me. I feel alive and ready for something my heart had been longing for.
The ocean was an endless buffet of velvety flesh and slippery skin that thrummed his powerful arousal. His mouth latched onto the nape of my neck and devoured my salty flavor. He moved like a graceful wave in my arms, and his heat provoked an ecstatic roar from deep in my belly.
He pressed me into the corner of the private train car, his lips grasping and searching mine and his hands exploring my body. His erection straining against mine as our tongues entwined in this beautiful dance of mutual gay desire. We moved as one, fueled by lust itself, soon finding ourselves crescendo in a crashing wave of bliss.