My heart raced as I gently pulled his lips to mine – gay love, yet so foreign to me. His tongue probed mine and for once I forgot my straight identity. The thrill of his body against mine felt like electricity, and with it, I realized that I had only scratched the surface of carnal pleasure.
Browsing: Straight
He was tall and ripped with an intensity that felt like a thunderstorm was brewing as his hungry lips grazed my skin. I wanted him in my bed, his body like the summer heat, so I invited him over. Our passionate kisses lead to a wild night of raw, uninhibited desire, and when the sun finally rose, we had created a forbidden memory that neither of us would ever forget.
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.