He pushed me back hard against the wall, his hands on my chest, my body trembling with desire as his touch grew ever more passionate. I felt his lips inches away from mine, my heart racing, my breath quickening as he whispered intently, “Do you feel what I feel?” With one swift movement, he crashed his lips into mine, my world swirling with every second of the hot, passionate kiss.
Browsing: #yearning
He stood there, shirtless in the morning sun, chest glistening with sweat from his gym work-out. His music blaring in the background, he snapped a selfie with his smartphone, flexing his bulging biceps and tight core like a temple of homoerotic desire. I felt my heart race, my eyes devouring his perfect, pure masculinity. Muscle selfie after muscle selfie that day, his beauty burned my mind and inflamed my body with irrepressible yearning.