The musky, animalistic scent of his keecker filled my nostrils as he laid himself down on the bed. Fervent, greedy hands explored my chest, sending a shiver of pleasure around my body as I knelt down before him. The warmth of his breath clung to my lips as I savored the taste of his manhood; my tongue swirling around the tip and deeper, deeper, until I heard the raspy, low groan of pleasure escape his lungs.
Browsing: Extreme
Austin opened his mouth wide and tasted every inch of his partner’s hardness, feeling it slide down his throat like a freight train. His head tilted back as his cock bulged against his lover’s abdomen. Thevenomous kiss of pleasure began its own kind of explosion and his partner stroked Austin’s head, wanting more.
The night I met Daniel, his lusty member rose eagerly from his jeans, eager to greet me with hot, expectant flesh. Skin-on-skin, we embraced with the promise of sheer, wild passion that left me hungry for more. My heart raced and my head swam as I melted into his sinful touch and yielded to his carnal desires.
The big man’s cock felt like an iron rod – hard and unrelenting – pressing against my tight hole, forcing my skin apart. Every thrust making me moan and groan, my eyes rolling as my tight ass took him all in. It was an initiation like no other, a sensation that I never thought I’d experience.
Jonathan shuddered with pleasure as the warm lips and raspy tongue of his lover glided over his pulsing shaft, delicately swirling the head–a sensual caress that made his knees weak. He gasped as the other man opened wide and enveloped him, taking him into the depths of his throat. The rough lick that followed sent electric pleasure surging through Jon’s body.
We went to his room, and there I was initiated into the mysteries of gay lust. His caresses were like nothing I’d felt before: bold yet tender, dark and beautiful. I gasped as my arousal grew, and I soon learned I wasn’t alone in burning for passion. This night with James was pure fire, as if we were both being baptized in it.
The cold, dimly-lit room was a playground of debauchery, stimulating all of my senses. Hunter grasped my hips tightly, his lips on my neck, sending shivers all over my body. I let out a deep moan as he entered me, our bodies merging together like never before. I hesitated for a fleeting moment, before giving into the burning desire that drove us to this risqué encounter.
I watched as Samuel slowly pulled his jeans down, reveling in the dark heat his body emanated as I followed the curves of his hips and thighs. As he revealed himself, I was captivated by the size and weight of his manhood, aching to feel it deep inside me.
He kissed me hard and without mercy, pushing me up against the wall. His thrusts were intense and passionate, his body moving in perfect mesmerizing synchronization with mine. I gasped, overwhelmed by the animalistic urge for gratification as a wave of pleasure trickled down my spine. His gift was a dark and homoerotic journey that I could never escape.
He licked up through the slick cleft, allowing the tip of his tongue to twist up around the hard knotted flesh beneath, eliciting a low moan from Axel. Axel’s hips began to move, guiding his wetness up and down the seeking organ that pleasured him.