Staring at the glowing screen, my mind floods with wild, salacious fantasies, as I take in the single hot selfie of his perfect, toned physique. Taking a deep breath, I feel a wave of excitement wash over me, as I imagine all the naughty, clandestine things we could do together, should ever I be lucky enough to be in his company.
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I half-closed my eyes, letting desire overtake my conscience. He stared back at me so intensely, and oh, that sweet barely-there smirk. I wanted it so bad. I felt my skin heat up and my heart thunder as his selfie seemed to say ‘Let’s get together and explore this, let’s not waste this desire…
I look at the selfies of our transgressions and my salacious desires run deep. The heat of the summer night only increases the fire in my belly. His image overwhelms me; I can feel his breath on my neck, his lips on mine and his body pinned against mine. I want to taste all of it. I’m ready to dive in headfirst and the thought turns me on.
I was entranced by the sheer beauty of his body on display. His toned torso, hard off-white skin decorated with dark hair and exquisitely tanned skin. His eyes captivated me, his sexy smirk slyly daring me. I thirsted for the thought of him just as he’d thirsted for the picture I’d sent him minutes prior. I knew what I wanted, and I just knew he’d give it to me.
Quenching his thirst for selfies was the first taste of debauchery he’d ever experienced. With each swipe and tap on the screen of his phone, he grew more aroused; imagining the unimaginable delights each muscular torso, tight ass and hungry lips could bring. It was hot, it was wild and it was the closest his heart would ever get to a raging inferno.
He leaned in close to me, hooking his thumbs in the sides of my jeans and whispering in my ear, “let me show you what I can do when I see hot guys in their selfies…” His dark eyes smoldered, his lips twitched and I felt my insides quiver as I braced myself for the pleasure that was about to be unleashed.
Eyes locked on each other while hearts drummed with desire, his mouth moved hungrily across my body, exploring every inch of my heated skin. I was lost with pleasure as he explored me, as if my body was a secret map of pleasure that only he could decipher. His hands moved swiftly yet with such passionate unapologetic force, stroking me to a dizzying wave of pure bliss. This desire was a craving I’d never experienced before.
I ogled Jock’s selfie, his toned-body and tan skin gleaming in the light. I wanted to gaze at him forever, to strip him naked and caress his body until we melted into just a heap of ecstatic lust. His eyes weren’t so easily forgotten and I had to act fast before they hypnotised me. I reached out my hand and slowly unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his smooth, tight muscles. I shivered as I ran my fingers along the contours of his body.
He felt the lustful stares that pierced him through the photo, flaming his insides and melting his core. The man in the picture was a manifestation of all his wildest and most passionate desires, his deeply hidden longing. He wanted to explore every inch of this man, discover and be discovered. He felt it all rising up inside, and knew this needed to be an encounter to remember.
He savored the moment of unwrapping the gift of another man’s selfie. His eyes glimmering with a promise of forbidden pleasure. As he stared at the photo, sweet perspiration gathering on his skin. A wave of longing his only companion as he indulged in a tantalizing fantasy. He felt his skin tingle with anticipation of the journey of pure ecstasy it would take him upon.