As he emerged from the shadows, Jeremiah’s eyes were alive with anticipation. His gaze shifted from me to the hallway and then back again, desperation and lust seething in those amber depths. His body was lean and hard, the muscles of his torso rippling beneath the tight grey t-shirt that was doing little to conceal his desire. I knew if I took him in my arms, I’d find muscles of iron beneath that softness. I took a step closer, my own hunger rising to match Jeremiah’s, and then he opened his mouth, his hot invitation drawing me in.
I was about to embark on a journey through the gritty darkness of grimy deep throat, and Jeremiah was my willing guide.
Table of Contents
- 1. Tasting the “Grimy Deep Throat”: Stimulating His Senses
- 2. The Art of Giving Pleasure – Jeremiah’s Deep Throat Adventure
- 3. Pushing the Boundaries of Desire – Taking It to the Next Level
- 4. Wrapping His Mouth Around His Manhood – Bringing Jeremiah to Climax
- Closing Remarks
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1. Tasting the “Grimy Deep Throat”: Stimulating His Senses
1: Appetizer
Jeremiah relished in my touch as I descended down his taut body. His thick abs shivered as I brushed his nipples with my tongue before finally reaching his throbbing cock. I teased it with a few licks, and he exhaled as the pleasure coursed through his veins. I slowly took him in my mouth, tasting his musky salty texture and the warmth of his rapidly increasing arousal. His breathing became more erratic as I deepened the kiss, swerving my tongue around and coaxing forth the erotic deep throated sounds from his throat.
2: Main Course
I let my palm trace the length of his shaft as I continued my descent down his body. I alternated between licking and air kisses as I moved between his legs, until eventually my face reached the delicate head of his dick. I moved it further inside my mouth, allowing the length of it to be engulfed in my heat, as I explored the contours of his manhood with my tongue. Curling my tongue and letting it glide around the head of his cock, the salty taste of his arousal increased all the while, his moans intensifying with every movement. The salty taste of his sweat mixed with the remnants of an hour long dancing session giving him a unique, but enjoyable taste that made his senses come alive.
2. The Art of Giving Pleasure – Jeremiah’s Deep Throat Adventure
They had never really done anything like this before. Frankly, it made them both a little nervous, though they wouldn’t admit it. Jeremiah had a feeling that it would be the beginning of a wild journey that neither of them could yet comprehend.
But that didn’t stop him.
So with anticipation, excitement and a bit of trepidation, Jeremiah’s head weaved downwards until eventually it completely disappeared beneath the sheets. He began the sometime grueling task of pleasuring his man. Pleasuring him in the most intimate of ways – his most hidden places receiving Jeremiah’s tongue like a gift. His slick and dexterous tongue felt electric as it explored every crevice and found every undeniably pleasurable spot. It drove the man wild with need and pleasure and finally allowed him to succumb to an eruption of pure joy. Jeremiah’s skilled and patient deep throat technique had made it possible for the man to go beyond his own boundaries into realms of pleasure he never knew he was capable of.
It was a moment of intense connection, of gratitude and of pure joy.
3. Pushing the Boundaries of Desire – Taking It to the Next Level
He Bristled with Pleasure
Lust and hunger gripped Jeremiah tightly as I licked and suctioned, pushing my tongue as deeeply as I could against his purple tip. His shaft reacted to each swirling flick of my tongue by thickening and his barely audible groans of pleasure grew louder, increasing my hunger for more. His hands frantically and feverishly grabbed at my head as I continued to explore every inch of his hard cock. He moaned my name and begged for me to not stop, that he was so close and he wouldn’t last much longer.
Grimy Deep Place
I could feel my own juices flowing as I increased my intensity and he pelted out sounds indicative of complete surrender. Opening my mouth wider, I took as much of him inside as possible and reached deep and far into the back of my throat, which caused him to cry out in sheer joy and amazement. I then moved my tongue faster as he writhed and bucked beneath me, not capable or desiring to control his reactions. I felt the length of him swell and as his breath quickened my name on his lips, he exploded thickly and deeply into my awaiting throat, and as I felt him tremble, I carefully licked the remaining drops from him.
4. Wrapping His Mouth Around His Manhood – Bringing Jeremiah to Climax
Reveling In Pleasure
I got down low and crept up to Jeremiah, my tongue ready to act out its erotic script. His manhood stood tall and proud, waiting, and as soon as my eyes reached its tip, I knew I was ready to obey. Sliding my hands along his thighs, my mouth opened wide as I wrapped my lips around his shaft. His gasp was like music to my ears, and I could feel his arousal in the way it throbbed slightly against my tongue.
Slowly, I moved up and down, guiding his pleasure with each lap of my tongue, relishing in his groans and the way his hips moved with mine. With each stroke, the anticipation grew, his breaths became faster. It was like I could feel his body about to erupt and it was this sensation that sent us both over the edge. I felt his warm pleasure wash over me as I continued to work his manhood, letting his orgasm last for as long as possible. When it finally ended, a feeling of fulfillment swept over my body as Jeremiah lay there in absolute ecstasy.
Closing Remarks
He could sense his excitement mounting as he plunged further and further into Jeremiah’s warm, wet depths. With each push and slide, Jeremiah’s muscles would tense and tighten, and in that moment, he could almost imagine himself falling into Jeremiah’s deep throat. He wanted more and so he kept going, rising up to the thrilling sensation of pleasure and satisfaction that engulfed him in the end. That’s what he loved about going down on Jeremiah – the joy and the intensity, the tawdry and the tantalizing – it was a uniquely thrilling experience that he hoped would never end.