Going Down On Easton: An Erotic, Dark and Homoerotic Tale
With a smile, a lingering glance, and just enough seductive intent to make my pulse quicken, Easton entered the room. It felt like when a lightning storm passes through a darkened sky, single flashes of electricity so bright that you hold your breath and wait for it to be over. But this storm of emotion and lust seemed endless and unstoppable. I wanted to succumb to it, to surrender to the force of his raw and powerful sexuality.
I could feel my body grow warm and tingle with anticipation as I watched Easton shift in the darkness, the barely visible tattoos on his arms creating an even more alluring and mysterious edge. As he moved closer to me his lips were parted ever so slightly, and I wanted more than anything to feel those luscious lips against mine, teasing and tantalizing me with each passing second.
The moment was fleeting. Easton had a purpose and he didn’t waste a second. His hands cupped my face and those impossibly dark eyes looked directly into my soul. I felt my heart skip a beat and I could barely contain myself. I knew what was coming, and I wanted it more than anything. This was the moment I had been craving, a night I had been dreaming about — the night I would finally go down on Easton.
Table of Contents
- 1. Climbing Pleasant Eventually Hill to Easton’s Erotic Baptism
- 2. Sipping Ecstacy from His Nectar
- 3. Submerging in Easton’s Liquid Rapture
- 4. Drifting into Final Paradisal Bliss
- To Wrap It Up
1. Climbing Pleasant Eventually Hill to Easton’s Erotic Baptism
The sniff test.
Easton leaned closer to get a better view of the man in front of him. His gaze travelled up the back of his neck, lingering momentarily on the stubble along his jaw. He could make out the faint smell of musk emanating off him. He licked his lips in anticipation.
He followed the man as he made his way up a narrow stairwell, up until they arrived at a dark and uninviting room. He followed suit as the man undressed, slowly revealing himself, revealed more and more of his tight and toned body underneath each layer of clothing. Easton could feel himself growing more aroused with every piece of clothing that hit the ground.
The journey – His first.
Easton didn’t hesitate as he felt the man guiding him to the bed. He allowed himself to be pushed down until he was finally laying on the cold sheets. His body flooded with anticipation and fear as the man rose above him, his face illuminated in a desperate hunger. Easton closed his eyes as the man pounced on him, their bodies intertwined as the sensations grew.
He felt a hot flood down his back as the man moved further and further down, making a pilgrimage of pleasure stops along Easton’s body. Nothing compared to the hot feeling when the man finally made his way to Easton’s manhood. His pulse raced with every touch, every lick, every toothless bite. His breath came quicker as the man kept up his passionate and intense ministrations until Easton felt himself succumb to the heat and the temptation, and he let himself glide away into the most intoxicating and violent pleasure he had ever felt.
2. Sipping Ecstacy from His Nectar
The Invitation:
I found myself pinned underneath Easton, with his soft-but-strong presence surrounding me like a veil, as he took me in with his piercing gaze. His hand rested on the back of my neck, his thumb pressing against my collarbone, and I knew he wanted me. In response, I just smiled and leaned into him, allowing him to kiss me as if his lips were made of honey. I felt the heat radiating through me as his breathy moans filled the room.
Giving in to my Desires:
Still under his spell, I extricated myself from his embrace and started moving downward, my lips savoring the salty taste of his skin. I kissed and licked my way down the length of his body, eagerly exploring his form and sampling his essence, teasing him with a hint of my tongue. When I reached his member, I couldn’t resist taking a deep breath of his sultry and heady aroma, just like I had been instructed. With all my nerve endings screaming for his touch, I expertly indulged in his delicious nectar, savoring and sipping every morsel as I teased and tantalized him with my tongue. Soon his body was trembling and he thought he would come right then and there.
3. Submerging in Easton’s Liquid Rapture
My lips and tongue coil and curl, absorbing every drop of the divine elixir that pours eagerly from his cock. His thick, succulent dick throbs in my mouth, coating my throat with the hottest bittersweat. The waves of pleasure he incessantly teases from me with the slightest mischievous twitch of his hips is ecstasy.
With each tug of his hips I feel my face brush against the uncut delicacy of his musky male. As his flavor and fragrance invade my senses I twitch with desire, thrusting my tongue into every crevice with fervor and passion as if I were selfishly claiming every ounce of his rapture as my own. His moans intensify and he grabs me around my shoulders as his body trembles in a fervor of pleasure, unrelenting and indefatigable.
- I decrease my speed and intensity
- His array of mouth-watering rhythms take over
Soon, his orgasm comes in a magnificent and intense flood of liquid pleasure, mercilessly flooding my mouth as I gulp and absorb the superpower of his rapture. His pleasure is mine, too, and I shudder with an ecstatic intensity as a multitude of sensations and emotions leave me trembling with an impassioned desire. My world turns upside down and I’m left a blank canvas, a piece of clay waiting to be molded anew with his flowing thunder.
4. Drifting into Final Paradisal Bliss
I gingerly kissed his neck softly, savoring the salty sweet taste of his warm skin. His erection pressed against mine and his head rolled back as I trailed my tongue down the underside of his neck bit by bit. He moaned with pleasure as I captured his lips with mine and explored them passionately with my own. His hands threaded through my hair as he tasted me, and his hips lurched as he moved closer to me.
My hands roamed his body, caressing every inch of his warm, smooth flesh. His skin was like silk under my touch, and I shivered with pleasure as his breathing quickened with anticipation. I paused to take in the moment and savor the taste and smell of him, and as I stood there I felt my own heart racing, my own passion rising. With a smoldering gaze he reached up, took my hand and pulled me closer. His desire fueled my own and I willingly followed him as we journeyed together into the depths of carnal pleasure.
To Wrap It Up
And there, amidst the rising passion and pleasure, I finished my descent lower still towards Easton—one last plunge into the shadowy depths of my own surging desire. For once I had fully explored these hidden recesses, I would find my greatest reward: an exquisite, raw and powerful intimacy with Easton, one that would remain indelible in my mind. Our coupling now complete, I arose from my knees, basking in a lyrical and potent swirl of carnal allure and unrestrained bliss, both true and unbridled, for the darkness had yielded to a sensual and strange light. Easton and I had gone deep and I had emerged with an unforgettable and unforgettable experience; one I will never forget.
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