I leaned against the wall, feeling the sound of the clicking camera as my self-love session began. Each selfie sent a wave of erotic stimulation to my core and I tasted the sweet delight of fantasizing about the guys in every photo. As my arousal heightened I imagined my own body finding itself in each moment, freely experiencing the homosexual desire of the selfie dude. An instant snapshot – a homoerotic dream!
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He was behind me, pushing himself deeper and deeper. His hips stuttered in their rhythms, his breath a staccato drumbeat on my neck. With a deep, breathless moan of pleasure, I felt every inch of his length fill me. His cum poured into me, and I felt my ass swimming in what seemed like an ocean of bliss.
The Speedo bulge pulsates and writhes, sinuously undulating, pushing the confines of the suit fabric ever outward. Its sheer presence exudes a primal energy, an intoxicating incantation of pure pleasure. Feel its heat, and let it pull you in, overwhelming you with absolute mastery.
I drifted into a blissful bliss as I mapped his body with my eyes, exploring every glorious contour – the peak of his pectoral, the valley of his belly, the rise and fall of his biceps. My hands, now trembling with desire, eagerly followed. It was a mesmerizing journey of desire and pleasure that peaked with a single, blissful moment of release.