A Taste of the Big Gun: Sucking James’ Cock
It was a warm summer night full of sweaty hands and wild imaginations. The air was thick with heavy anticipation. I was walking the streets of West Hollywood in search of some fun. I was soon to find it.
As I rounded a corner, I caught sight of him. His tall, muscular frame was looming over me in the darkness. He was a big man with a big gun. He stole my breath away with a single glance. I knew just what he had to offer.
It was time for some real satisfaction. We made our way into the darkness and soon the clothes were off. His giant cock was in front of me and I was hungry for a taste of it. I was about to experience the biggest gun I had ever encountered. I licked my lips with anticipation and bent down to suck this big man’s cock.
Table of Contents
- 1. Whetting the Appetite: The First Tease of James’ Cock
- 2. Taking the Plunge: The Sublime Feeling of Sucking a Big Gun
- 3. Getting to the Root of Pleasure: Exploring Every Inch of James’ Cock
- 4. Going Down on a Feast: Sumptuous and Satisfying Sucking of James’ Big Gun
- Key Takeaways
1. Whetting the Appetite: The First Tease of James’ Cock
I watched as he started to pull down his pants, themselves already lower than I expected before he started. An eager anticipation started to take in me, like a spark of electricity traveling up my spine. As his pants started getting lower, I could see the outline of a promising cock. There was something daring about peering at him from across the room as he exposed himself to me. It was a thrill to know that I could take in as much of the scenery as I wanted before I started taking a taste.
As he continued to part his pants, I finally got to see what I had been waiting for. His outline was now clear, and what I saw was a beautiful, hard, big cock. His dick was long and firm, intimidatingly so; but I never let the fear show on my face. I kept my gaze, my hands flexing at my side as I fought the urge to dive right in. I had to remember that at this point I was here to just tease it, to get it primed for our experience ahead. I’d dreamed of tasting it for weeks, and now it was finally here and ready for me. I leaned in and then I tasted it – salty, sweet and so, so very precious. I savored moment dripping with every drop of what could be found. Yes, James’ cock was going to be a delicious experience.
2. Taking the Plunge: The Sublime Feeling of Sucking a Big Gun
I had been chasing James for weeks. His reputation as one of the hottest, horniest, most hung guys amongst us had been circulating for some time, and I was primed for the ultimate experience. He had a cock like no other, thick and long, a sight that left me trembling with anticipation.
When the time came he stood in front of me, a vision of male virility. I reached out tentatively, taking him in my hands feeling the weight of him, and the girth. He moved a little closer, closer still and I knew it was time. I opened my mouth, taking him in, allowing the full length of him in me, my lips tight around him as I tasted the divine taste of James’ manhood. I licked, I sucked, I savored his immense size, just barely containing him with my mouth. I felt the heat radiating off him, the taste of his precum, his thickness. I closed my eyes and gave myself to James’ masculine beauty, an explosion of pleasure reverberating through me as I felt him grow harder and hotter. He released his intoxicating essence, and with it a feeling of sublime satisfaction. I savored it until he shuddered in pleasure, consumed by the moment.
3. Getting to the Root of Pleasure: Exploring Every Inch of James’ Cock
It was all for pleasure, from beginning to end. James and I had already experienced the sweet kiss of romance’s first breath. We’d already gone deeper, exploring the warm embrace of passionate intimacy. Now came the real joy, the wealth of pleasure that arises from the exploration of our sexual boundaries. I was about to discover the prize hidden beneath James’s clothing: his manhood.
My hands already shook as I reached out – anticipation racing in my veins – eager to feel the smooth, pulsing heat of his cock. I opened my lips and allowed my tongue to greet it, a gentle caress that soon became an intimate massage. I tasted his skin, a creamy hint of musk. Then, with aching desire, I began exploring the entire length of his grinning glans, the crowning glory of his length.
I explored every inch of it with my mouth, running my tongue up and down the sides, lightly flicking my lips over the tip. Then, uttering a guttural groan, I slowly closed my lips around him, taking him right to the root. I felt him grow inside my mouth, surging with pleasure as I sucked on him with fervent abandon. His moans of approval urged me on, and every throaty sound only fed my desire to please him further. He was in my mouth, and I was giving it to him with enthusiasm and total commitment. I massaged his masculine frame with my openness, exploring the powerful feelings that arise from deepened pleasure.
4. Going Down on a Feast: Sumptuous and Satisfying Sucking of James’ Big Gun
- The Perfect Target – With his thick and slimy foreskin slipping up and down each of its smooth contours, the cock in front of me was a mark worthy of a highly skilled and experienced marksman. His veiny shaft seemed to pulsate in anticipation. I could not take my eyes off of it and I wanted it in my mouth.
I wrapped my lips around the head and pushed down, quickly inhaling all that was inside and savoring the taste of salty sweet virility. James gasped as my tongue expertly explored his shaft, going up and down in smooth and slippery motions, licking and sucking every inch. My throat soon filled with his length, enveloping him completely. I savored James’ flavor and potency, savoring every second of pleasure and intensity, and soon I felt it as his hard cock throbbed and quivered. With each movement, I loosened the grip of my lips and James soon exploded, thrusting deeply into my throat and filling my mouth with his hot cum. With one last suck, I left a wet and slimy trail up and down James’ shaft as I slowly withdrew, tasting every last drop of his precious liquid gold.
Key Takeaways
As the light of day began to peek through the thin curtains of the hotel room, I opened my eyes and felt the stickiness on my lips that remained from the previous night’s escapade. Nothing was the same and nothing would ever be the same again. The taste of James’ Big Gun was something that I would never forget, locked away as it were, in a special part of my memory forever. I look forward to sinking my teeth into it again, soon.
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