I feverishly run my fingertips along the naked body of a dream boy I had been lusting after for days. His perfectly sculpted abs and toned thighs begged for me to touch them, and I eagerly obliged. I can almost feel his heat through the photo as I take in his bulging biceps and lick my lips imagining what our night could bring.
Browsing: #SexySelfies
My fingers traced the outline of his tight body through the thin fabric of his shirt. His heat seeped through, beckoning me closer, and I submitted, pressing my face against his chest and indulging in his exotic scent. Suddenly electricity flowed between us, and we both knew it was time to take our relationship to the next level. I pulled away, and without another thought, I was leading him back to my place.
Wrapped up in my own world, I grip my hardening length tightly. I felt the heat swell up, my body locked in erogenous rapture as I twist and stroke. I flick my gaze between the searing image of his body and the bright-eyed vision in my mind. I breathe in the rapture of his tight abs, his curving abs, and my grip tightens. With a loud moan I expel my load, experiencing a pure euphoric release like no other.
The art of the selfie is one of the most exciting weapons in any gay man’s seduction arsenal. When I see a hot guy’s selfie, I can almost taste the pleasure of his body before I’ve even touched it. I can feel the sweat glisten his skin as he turns and leans in to capture the perfect angle. I imagine our first kiss as he stares back, daringly, through his phone. I’m ready.
His skin was glistening and damp with the warmth of the room. I touched his chest, my trembling fingers following the contours of his body as I ran them across his tight, smooth skin. His gaze met mine as he raised his eyebrows, inviting me to an exquisite pleasure journey. Such a wild, sexy invitation – could I resist? I couldn’t. My heart was pounding as I eagerly took in his beauty. And I knew, even before I revered his gorgeous body, that this would be a selfie to remember.
The taste of his lips still lingers on mine. His tongue circles mine like a twister, our mouths colliding in carnal pleasure. His hands travel all over my body, exploring and teasing. I can feel his breath in my ear, whispering sweet promises of secret kisses and naughty deeds. I know this night will be one I’ll never forget.
My fingers tingle as I scroll through the tantalizing selfies of handsome, toned men—each one more striking than the last. I am pulled into their alluring world, my pulse quickening as I imagine the pleasure that each of these men could bring. Sweat glazes my palms as I savor the possibilities; these steamy secrets must undoubtedly remain hushed.
My flesh ached for him, my fingertips were hot and my eyes lusted for his sexy selfies. His body turned me on, his eyes captivated, and his words set me aflame. I knew I was destined to get to know him, to learn every inch of his tantalizing skin. Hot and explosive sex with this delicious stranger, devouring him with every touch, kiss and moan, was all I desired.
Sweat trickled down my spine with anticipation as I studied the selfie, my gaze tracing the curves of his lean body. My fingers tightening around the phone, I felt my skin flush and my heart pulsing with desire. The prospect of a night of passionate delights was within reach. I could already feel his lips tasting mine, his skin pressed against me, guiding me to erotic heights.
I bathed in the sea of desire as his face filled my view, from the rippled hard abs to his defined muscular shoulders and down to his wide, tight hips; his sultry gaze roused something deep within me, making my loins tingle as desire burned through them. Our glances met; mine full of passionate, possessive longing, his full of heat and menace; I couldn’t help but want, knowing that what I desired was mine for the taking.