He slithered into me like a wrench in a tight engine, my body twisting and yielding to his hard, greasy, thrusts. Heat reached boiling as our slick cylinders moved faster and faster, until my scream of pleasure drowned out the clank and grind of the garage.
Author: Fuck Boy
He trembled as I touched him, my hands exploring the unfamiliar terrain of a virgin body. His eyes lusted with desire as I kissed him passionately, our tongues entwining as his innocence melted into a flood of raging pleasure. His lips tasted sweet, so much sweeter when I peeled his clothes off and finally wrapped my hardened manhood around his tight little entrance. Finally free, this was the beginning of a sacred sensual journey.
The music raged around us, pounding through my veins like liquid fire, pushing away inhibitions and roaring in my head. His big hands were firm and sure on my body, exploring every curve and plane of me so expertly- he knew exactly where to touch for maximum pleasure. His hard dick pressed against me, slick with sweat, sending shockwaves of ecstasy through every inch of me as I gasped in pleasure and anticipation.
He was a god — tall, ripped, and dazzlingly beautiful. I couldn’t believe my nerdy luck when he approached me in the bar. He must have seen my nervousness, but he didn’t care. His hands explored my body as I savored his every touch and knew I was in for a wild night. Together, we broke every boundary as I experienced pleasure like never before. I was forever changed.
He had arrived, naked and glorious. His body was stunning; firm and powerful. I gasped as he nestled his huge member between my legs, pressing his flesh against my inner thigh. I was utterly mesmerized by his size and strength, and the possibilities of my pleasure that laid ahead of me.
His body shook in ecstasy as five men, ebony skin taut and glistening with sweat, descended upon him. Tongues and bodies intertwined in a polyphonic blend of pleasure, music, and sense. He moaned, hands roving over each man in a percussive serenade of desire. He was alight with excitement, lost in the beauty of the moment.
He held my wrists firmly as I lay beneath him, my ass fully exposed as he filled me with his cum. His thrusts came faster and faster, and I felt every drop of his pleasure in my depths. His breathing grew heavier as he groaned, his body shuddering against me in delicious ecstasy. I could feel all of him, right to the tips of my toes, and I knew my ass was now filled with his pleasure.
He was aroused, but it was nothing compared to what I was feeling; a profound inner fire coursing through my veins, a desire to consume every inch of his body, like a tornado of lust. I began to work his body with my hands, kneading his skin with an exquisite kneading motion. He moaned softly as I massaged his tight, toned buttocks, each caress taking us closer to the goal; absolute bliss.
The room was a seething mass of urgent need and want, of muscled hard bodies glistening with sweat in the flickering candlelight. Three mouths met and greedily explored, tongues lapping and seeking. One by one, six loads were spilled until all were spent and sated. An unforgettable night of pure carnal pleasure and unadulterated satisfaction for all who participated.
He gasped as my tongue stroked the length of his hard member, caressing each seam and every sweet curve. His moans became increasingly desperate as his pleasure built, until finally — with a shiver of delight — I felt his delicious warmth fill my mouth and his hot breath against my neck as he let go of his sweet release.