He wanted to make me his; wanted to take me to a dark and dirty place. His desire was intense, his passion burning and his cock was an iron rod. His hands explored my body while his tongue sought out my deepest desires. His hips thrust, pushing his soulful cock deep into my welcoming ass. With each passionate stroke the night burned hotter. And I was changed, forever.
Author: Nine Thick Inches
“I had been dreaming about O since I saw him at the club. That night, his touch electrified me. His eyes set my skin on fire. His body, both lean and powerful, made me quiver with anticipation…”
He was clearly in charge, pushing my body up the wall, grinding his slim hips against mine. His fingertips traced my chest as his tongue teased my neck. Heat shot through me like an arrow, my cock desperate to be explored. His kiss was hard, electric, and his hands were everywhere. I was consumed, my body begging to be taken, to be fucked by Dylan hard.
It was a wild night. I cut through dark alleys, an excited buzz in my veins. I watched and waited, finally spotting Jace. His big dick was all I needed. We locked eyes and I knew it was game on. I moved in and the night got crazier. Our tongues explored each other, me deepthroating his member, my mouth and his entwined. It was hot.
He teased my nipples as his lips moved swiftly on my body, while his hands explored and caressed – pleasure pushing me towards the edge. His presence was electrifying and by the time he reached my innermost depths, my breath was so tight I wanted him to consume me. His kiss was fierce, leading me to a line of no return. That was my first time – I had no idea what awaited me.
In a dark, alluring alley off Hudson Street, I found what I’d been hungering for – that hard, muscular tackle begging to be explored and savored. My lips wrapped around his firm build while my hands mapped his body for hours, sucking, licking and nibbling until we were both spent. It was bliss.
In the soft seclusion of moonlight, two shadows danced: man heat burning in the night – two male bodies emitting the sweetest, hottest desire, flames licking across their fevered skin. The heat palpable, radiating across every inch, pushing them ever closer together in exquisite agony.
The bus took us on a wild ride of pleasure. His commanding presence, and his energy filled the air with expectation – I felt every twitch of arousal as his tongue stroked my neck, teasing me with tantalising waves of pleasure, commanding me utterly. My tongue explored the depths of his mouth, tasting his sweetness, as we rode to heights of orgasmic bliss.
He stripped me with expert precision, his eyes exploring my hard body. He pressed against me with strength and purpose, eliciting a sharp moan from my lips. Time stood still as he laid me down on the bed and I felt nothing but the force of his thrusts, filling me with pleasure until I reached my peak in ecstatic union.
In the shadows of the library, he stole glances at me from his place in the corner. His eyes oozed desire and I felt my heart skip a beat. His pink lips and firm chest tempted me to lean in and taste the sweet ecstasy awaiting me. In that moment, time stopped and all that mattered was his lips on mine and my tongue dancing with his.