The lights in my hotel room dimmed as I clicked play on the TV, revealing a gallery of Brazilian porn stars who’d left me hard as a rock. Among them was Tiago, a muscular stud with a chest full of tattoos, sitting seductively on a bed in his latest scene.
I couldn’t help but imagine myself taking the place of the man currently sucking his cock. My mouth watering at the thought, I leaned back and let my gaze feast on the high-definition image. The way Tiago’s dick bobbed up and down as he received oral sex was almost too much to bear.
The TV screen flickered with each stroke, drawing me deeper into the fantasy. I closed my eyes, allowing myself to be transported to that bed, where I became one with the man delivering a blowjob so divine it should be illegal. The sound of wet lips and eager sucking filled my mind as my hand reached for my own cock.
My fingers wrapped around my dick, stroking in time with the rhythm on screen. The visuals had me cumming like a porn star myself, juices shooting out in hot, sticky bursts that coated my stomach. My orgasm was a direct result of Tiago’s seductive performance, and I couldn’t help but feel grateful for his gay porn glory.
As the credits rolled, I opened my eyes to find a droplet of precum glistening on my belly, a testament to the raw power of Brazilian cock in action. I knew that with a simple click, I could summon another star, keeping the erotic fire burning deep within me. And so the cycle would continue, fueled by gay porn’s endless supply of dick and desire.
