It was dark and chilly yet still so inviting — a perfect night for a wild adventure. We stepped into the damp alley, our bodies eagerly pressed against each other as we anticipated the night of debauchery that lay ahead. Urine, sweat and erotic excitement permeated the air, making me crave his urgency as he pressed against me, our slippery skin mingling in the moonlight. I had just experienced the slickest of all escapades in Amsterdam!
Browsing: urine
The moment my eyes met his in the pulsing Berlin night-club, I felt the heat of homoerotic desire wash over me. His sharp, square jawline and deep blue eyes combined with his smooth, muscular body created an intoxicating brew of forbidden escapism that hindered my volition. We were soon lost in a seaside of passion – fuelled by Berlin’s saucy night-life and wild curiosities.
The alleyway stank of piss, but it was a sweet, seductive pungency–a rougue’s invitation of promise and delight. I followed it, and soon found myself surrounded by a steamy atmosphere of writhing bodies and hot skin. Each man–mystically magnetized–was drawn to the others for the a private show of passionate pleasure, their combined scents swirling in a warm, thick blanket of sensuality.