I stood at the waterfront, looking out upon the sunset in brilliant resplendence. The waves caressed my skin as I anticipated the rendezvous. My expectations were met as the handsome man with eyes the color of the Spanish sea fixed his gaze over me. His 8 inches of pure masculine pleasure were an offering I could not resist. That night in Sitges, my world burned to ashes with the intensity of our love-making.
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Under the stars, we slipped into the clammy sand and bodies entangled. Tangeled together under the glistening moonlight, we tasted saltwater kisses and indulged in exquisite embrace. We wandered like this until all that was left was raw passion, allure and craving.
The night was balmy, filled with thick exotic sensuality. Its warmth enveloped us as we savored our drinks and let its sultry embrace tantalize our desires. In a sudden haste, we ran to the bedroom, famished for each other’s passionate touch. Lips explored and hands roamed as our bodies intertwined into gentle bliss. I experienced a night of pure ecstasy as I got an intimate glimpse into the soul of my dance partner. Puerto Vallarta will forever remain in my heart, for it gave me a night I will never forget.
He opened his eyes to the rising sun, seeing the silhouette of Sean’s back — tattoos shifting in the dawn light. His lips were soft and gentle, searing a path of heat from Sean’s neck to his own chin. His salty, sweet taste lingered, making every inch of him throb with pleasure. And Sean, still thrusting and hard, rode him through the morning’s dawn until they both were spent.
The gritty docks were electric. Grey shadows moved furtively, their eyes shining beneath hoods and caps. Neon fingers pointing the way to every desirable flavor of pleasure. My heart beat with excitement as I offer to partake in the exotic smorgasbord dangling its piquant delights. I am a gay explorer in a foreign land, and I’m ready for the adventure.
The salty sweat of his sun-kissed, rock-hard muscles dripping down my back as the Mediterranean sun set, created a heaven on earth. He grew harder and moaned in pleasure as I kissed mile-after-mile of his ripped muscular body. I swept my hands underneath, and felt his tight, round ass. Heaven was here in Provincetown.
The air was clammy and heavy as we arrived at the sandy shore carrying our blanket and snacks. My heart thundered in my chest as we spread out our blanket and lay down side by side. Unspoken anticipation hung in the air, like a tangible heat. Every touch was charged and raw; our bodies masturbated one another without any release. Then, the night became a bombastic orgy of raw gay desire. We were completely uninhibited; a wild embrace of sexual hunger.
The gentle whisperings of the waves, the warm summer breeze, and the intimacy of skin to skin contact blended together to create a blissful moment of sensual love. Our two bodies, sweaty and intertwined as minuscule grains of sand- all lying together as one formless, erotically charged entity. The joy of Puerto Vallarta was intense, and we made the most of every second- feeding off of each other’s passion, letting go of all inhibitions and sexual taboos.
The salty sea breeze teased his skin, clinging like a lover’s embrace and wrapping around his waist like hot, damp silk. His eyes glistened with desire as he felt the ocean mist kiss his body. As his lips parted in anticipation, he clung to the sand, awaiting the warm wave of pleasure that would soon shower him with its pleasure. His lips tingled as they tasted the warmth of another’s eager kisses, and his breath caught when he felt a skillful tongue exploring his mouth, teasing, kissing and licking. The music of the waves blended with their passionate moans, intensifying their blissful lovemaking.