Erotic Innocence
Shane believed dancing to be a language for the soul. This inspired him to take up ballet dancing. Everything was going on perfectly fine until a new trainer, Daniel entered the dancing studios. Immediately, he was attracted to his charm, physique, and charisma. Daniel's touch was magic to Shane, his presence was intoxicating, and when he looked at Shane, he felt his gaze was piercing through his soul. Shane believed to feel how his lust, his desire, his nervousness, and insecurity flew into him and revealed himself before him. And they made love until Shane bathed in love over lust.
Bodily Emotions
He was his master, he was his slave. They were connected by an invisible red thread because they were destined to meet, regardless of the time, place, or circumstances. So when his master invited him to his house party, he was too obsessed to give an excuse not to. He made the slave dressed in a woman's costume, handed him over to his male friends to be used as a fuck meat, but the slave made the master proud by fulfilling every deviant wish of his takers. "No sweetie, it's not in all the way. Yes, it's only halfway in. Don't worry. The tears will turn into bliss once I start fucking this tight hole of yours," And with that, one by one his ardent takers ravished his hole roughly as he climbed the zeniths of excitements.
Wicked Obsessions
At the threshold of youth, excitement surges through all of us. And they both weren't an exception. The first time he took his virginity, he was mesmerized to be in his arms. He craved his embrace and touch. "Come blow me," Benedict said excitedly and pushed his best friend very close to the tip of his cock. His lips almost touched his glans, and the scent of his still youthful virility rose to his nose. "Don't worry slut boy. No one goona see us. Now get to sucking my cock." Benedict commanded, and he obeyed. That followed a euphoric experience where he had a desire for every inch of him. The smell of his breath on his needing lips, the taste of you under the covers, and his voice rummaging through every vein in his body.
Obsessive Instincts
Frank was nervous and excited. His dream was to suck a stranger's dick once and bring it to a climax with his hand. So also swallowing was taboo for him. But when a stranger forced himself on him, he couldn't deny the arousal gushing through his veins. He allowed himself to fly high with passion when they reached his quarters. All his inhibitions and nervousness had faded away, and all they did was to explore each other's skin, look for every mole, and fly together to the passionate zenith of the enraptured bliss.
