It was a troublesome tricky vertical dance, laced with innocence mixed with dyer alluding sexuality and the appreciation of the male form, quickly turned into an intense game of two men dancing around the forbidden dance, trying to out wit and out play the other, not knowing the other one has the same intensions just with two different strategies.
Tired of trying to escape the attraction, not wanting to pass on the now, getting weary from dancing around the inevitable not chancing to give up on what could be, finally allowing there flirtatious ways get the best of them...it started of as a wink, then came the smile, here comes the touch, which leads to caressing of the physique, hands roaming freely leaving no single part of the body untouched nor unexplored. A quick peck, followed by another, followed by tongues being introduced, then used to get acquainted with the other parts.. teeth come into play a nibble here and there as one remained pinned down by a strong hold against his neck. there just getting started but this is clearly passion manifesto
The aroma of hot flesh being adjourned together fills the chilled air, entangled into one mound of burning desire, yearning for the next touch, the next lick, itching for another bite, begging to be held ever so tight, searching for more.
Pure passion mixed with the allure of fire, and a hint of rage beaming from our eyes, entangled with love which curbs all the doubt and hesitation, because it feel....Oooo so right..... gazing into one another eyes, seeing the dance of love beating to the rhythmic sounds & melodies of our bodies as one, trying to perform and contort to the endless positions shared between us... our sweat drenched, sun kissed brown skin bodies barely being reveled...as we both try to steal another look to see each other's face in the dim, candlelit room using the shards of light reflecting off our naked, warm, intimate parts...
Momentary silence fills the room, only to be disturbed by the bellowing sounds of loud moans getting more verbose, louder and louder, our bodies in sync adjusting to the others rhythm, losing all sense of control and letting our parts establish there own language! talking and responding to the sounds of thrusting and pulling, pounding, and licking, one sound louder then the last, speeding up almost at their peak, looking to cum and moan at the same time leaving each other completely satisfied.. no this isn't fucking.. it's more to it...it's filled with passion, and intensity, sensuality, touching each other oh so delicately yet with just enough brute force and strength to make even the strongest man succumb to their bodies thirsty desires.... see this isn't just sex this is passion manifesto...
Awakened by a breeze & noise stirring in the background, trying to pry from his lucid stage all while feeling the aftermath of his session, just to find no one there. Looking around in a frantic panic, trying to figure out what happened, dazed and confused yet yearning for more... the bite marks left still visible upon him, the scratches he feels on his skin, as sweat engulfed his entire body, he can still taste it on his tongue.... thinking was it just a dream??...could this not have been real??....thinking to himself it's had to be as doubt settle in, ...just to be reassured from the tall, dark and masculine man approaching him from behind out of total darkness saying " no baby it was real, it was damn real, it was simply passions manifesto"
I hope you guys enjoyed, there's more to come shortly, and many apologies for the lack of writing over the past 2 weeks., much has happened and I have plenty to say as I continue traveling on this journey, so I hope you enjoy reading as much as I did the experience, with much left to be discussed!
~Still lost in translation yet knowing I am stronger then my yesterdays!~ XoXo until next time ~
I love how you put everything together. It rolls like water down a stream heading for a water fall and then.... an orgasm of words all over the paper. LOVE IT!
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