He ran his hands down my body and around my back, pushing harder, pressing closer, until I could feel every inch of him inside me. My heart pounded faster and I let out a low moan as I released the tightness that had been building for months. I wanted this moment to last forever as we moved in perfect harmony, merging two worlds into one explosive orgasm. Our first bareback rendezvous had been even better than I could have imagined.
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The initiation was far more than the cock lover expected. He had no idea how deep the sensation would go, how full and powerful the pleasure would be. But when his initiation was complete, he’d never gone back – he’d never wanted to. His initiation was his sole obsession; a drug he craved day and night.
His body, so inviting and alluring, pressed up against mine as his warm lips lightly glided across my neck, sending shivers down my spine. His hands coiled their way around my waist, exploring every curve in such an erotic display of passion. I could feel his breaths become increasingly heavier against my skin as his touches became more feverish. The energy, the moment was filled with an intensity and desire that could barely be contained. All I wanted in that moment was him and I knew that desire was universally shared.
He felt a sudden wave of arousal wash over him as his fingers blindly explored his partner’s muscular body. A delicious anticipation filled him as he anticipated the coming pleasure of unbridled Gay lust. He could feel the heat between them as he leaned in for an exploratory kiss.
Their chests heave and swell with desire, straining against tight fabric that barely contains their glorious bulge; making it hard to look away – or resist the temptation to touch.
The sun was setting over San Francisco and I could feel the pulse of the city in my veins. His energy oozed out of me like the muscles that were bulging beneath my tight T-shirt. As I made my way through the streets, my eyes were drawn to those around me; muscular jocks one and all. This was the city of my fantasy, a hotbed of homoerotic desire. I felt alive amongst the men— everything seemed heightened—the smell, the touch, the fantasy of it all. I was in my element.
He felt the surge of pleasure as he scrolled through the photos — each one more salacious than the last. Their stories were etched in his mind; each selfie a tantalizing glimpse into the homoerotic quest. He yearned to explore that uncharted terrain, and his own big dick selfies became a gateway to pleasure and desire.
He fingered me gently at first, trying hard to creep slowly up inside, letting the heat and wetness spark a light inside me that only he could ignite. It was a highly sensual odyssey that electrified my soul and made my body craves for more.
His strong hands gripped my hips as he pushed his thick, hard monster of a dick inside me, pinning me to the bed. He moved with an animalistic grace and the sensation of his long, veiny shaft sliding in and out of me set my entire body buzzing with pleasure. I never wanted it to end, but eventually, the sensation of his cum filling me brought us both to an explosive climax.
The morning sun shone through my window, and I silently admired the silhouette of his muscular body against the sheer curtain. His beauty filled me with desire, as his hands moved provocatively against his defined abs. His selfies had given me an even more heightened sense of arousal, and I dreamt of a night of uninhibited pleasure.