He posted a new selfie, and he’s so hot I just had to let it out. His body is a work of art, and it makes me insanely aroused. His tight abs and biceps ripple beneath supple skin, and I can only imagine what his touch would feel like against my own. His perfect lips beg to be kissed, and I’m ready to oblige.
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The heat of the night was pure gay passion and the flavor of it electric. We felt something forbidden between us as our lips met and our bodies pressed together. Our skin bubbled with unrestrained man heat, pulsing with our raw, uninhibited desire. We moved as one, stripped away clothing and inhibitions, and embraced our true selves in an endless night of love.
The bright city skyline illuminated my skin as I strolled through London’s streets, looking for something exciting. My heart raced as I passed Soho’s throbbing gay nightlife, my breath quickened as I walked among curious men peeking through windows and alleyways. The thrill of the chase: big dicks seeking bigger thrills. I had to find them.
The smooth young man’s jeans went down and exposed a rock hard cock, pushing and begging to have it’s smoothness licked. I took the inviting treat in my mouth and felt the warmth and softness I craved. I enjoyed the moment as I licked and sucked while I took it all in, feeling his soft moans become louder and louder. His cock exploding with pleasure and satisfaction. It was a moment that I’ll enjoy for a long time.
He opened the door and half-grinned knowingly at me, casual but seductive. I felt my breath leaving me and my heart racing. His body was like a work of art, toned and tight with broad shoulders and a narrow waist. His gaze was fixed on me, alive with carnal hunger, and I knew what was coming next. My pulse throbbed in anticipation.
He lay on the bed, dreaming of the jock at the door. The electric thrill of anticipation sent shudders through his body as his heart beat faster with every step and creak of the floorboards. The door opened and there he was – absuredly handsome, with a body like a god. His desire running hot, he couldn’t deny himself any longer…..
He stood tall and strong, a perfect specimen of exaggerated masculinity. His muscles were as hard as stone and the proud bulge between his legs announced his arousal. His cock was engorged and ready, demanding satisfaction that only gets harder and hotter with every passing second.
His tight shirt strained against his chest; his muscles rippled as he moved his magnificent body, thrusting it into the light. His energy was unbounded: his brawny frame and smoldering eyes ignited a desire that could only be quenched by exploring the depths of his being.
He stood before the mirror, admiring what he saw. Every line, every curve accentuated by the candlelight from the bedside tables. His lips drawn into a sensuous smile, the heat of his gaze following his body in the reflection. His hand trailing down the mix of hard muscles and smooth skin that felt so good against his fingertips. He caught himself wanting, needing and desiring the person before him in the mirror. Intoxicated by his own desire in that moment.
Jose’s body was electric, his muscles rippling as I stripped his jeans off and exposed his raging, hard cock. His thick shaft was throbbing to the rhythm of my own sensation and I knew I had to take him, and take him now.