As I sat on my bed in Puerto Rico, surrounded by the humid air of a summer evening, I fired up my laptop to indulge in some porn. My dick was already semi-hard, anticipating the hot gay action about to unfold on the screen. I settled into the familiar routine – fingers drumming impatiently on the sheets as I scrolled through the thumbnails, zeroing in on the perfect scene.
A particularly enticing one caught my eye: two men, their cocks erect and glistening with precome, going at each other like animals. I could almost smell the sweat and hear the grunts of effort, the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh. My cock began to swell further as I watched them suck each other’s dicks, their lips wrapped tight around the shafts, pulling and pushing in perfect harmony.
My own dick was now fully hard, straining against my pants like a prisoner desperate for release. I reached out with one hand to unbutton my jeans, freeing my cock from its confines just as the porn stars began to fuck on screen. The camera zoomed in on their joined bodies, the sound of slapping and grunting growing louder still.
I wrapped my hand around my dick, feeling the smooth skin and the ridges of veins beneath. I began to stroke it slowly at first, then with increasing urgency as the porn continued to play out its hot and sweaty scenario. My other hand dropped between my legs, seeking out my balls, which tightened in anticipation of a long-awaited orgasm.
As the two men on screen came together, their bodies bucking wildly in a frenzy of release, I felt my own cock jerk and spasm in time with theirs. A burst of semen shot out of me, splattering against the wall just above the bed. I collapsed back onto the mattress, spent but still tingling from the raw, gay sex that had just played out before me. The computer screen went dark as I lay there, my dick still pulsing softly in the aftermath of my climax.
