Hammered By Michael: A Dark and Sexy Ass-Taking.
Michael had been out all night, drinking, dancing and looking for someone to take him home. As he stepped out into the night, he spotted two men in an alley, their eyes locked on him. They walked up to him with a confidence that couldn’t be faked, and before he knew it, he was being dragged back to their apartment.
Once inside, fear and pleasure mixed together as one, as Michael’s night of sensuous delight had just begun. He lay spread-eagle on the bed, his arms and legs bound by ropes, and as he helplessly watched and waited, his captors began their eager exploration of his body.
Michael was teased, taunted, and tortured at their whim, and he found himself in a state of constant arousal. With his body no longer his own, Michael surrendered to their touches and was completely hammered by their passionate desire. This was only the beginning of a night that would forever change him.
Table of Contents
- 1. Savouring Michael: His Savage, Hardly Caged Erotic Power
- 2. When the Hammer Hits: A Tale of Fearless Aggression and Intense Sensuality
- 3. Unleashed Submissiveness: Embarking on a Deliciously Naked and Horny Journey
- 4. Going Deeper into the Garden: A Blazersharp Intensity and Wildly Liberated Pleasure
- In Conclusion
1. Savouring Michael: His Savage, Hardly Caged Erotic Power
My temperature was rising and I could already feel his hard chest pressing against my back with the hard length of his manhood pushed firmly on my crack. My body wanted him and my mind was racing with ideas of pleasure. I turned to face him and welcomed his punishing arms. He grabbed me roughly and leaned in to kiss me hard and possess me. His scent filling my lungs, I could feel my core getting hot as his lips danced against mine.
He pulled back and looked me up and down, my body already quivering from anticipation. His dark eyes full of hunger and an unapologetic craving to put me in my place. I braced myself as he savaged me, taking control over every thrust and moan as my orgasm approached faster than I could handle. He pounded me hard and fast, his body strong and commanding like a wild stallion. I shivered and moaned as I climaxed under his power, my sexuality exposed and his energy radiating through me. 
2. When the Hammer Hits: A Tale of Fearless Aggression and Intense Sensuality
The Set-Up:
I was out for a night of debauchery, nothing more, nothing less. Little did I know that I’d be coming home with my ass-holes stretched wide and my orgasm screaming to the heavens. Into the night I walked, with the sweet smell of gasoline and cum in the air. In the distance, I saw him—Michael, aged and withered, but still muscular and tall in his ripped jeans and leather jacket. His eyes shone back at me full of confidence and silent promise of sweet and wild eroticism.
The Ass-Taking:
We walked back to his place together, without saying a single word. Silence hung heavy between us and our entire bodies spoke to each other in the same language of raw and unhinged desire. Pushing his door open with my foot, we stepped into a darkness lit by candlelight. His bedroom was already prepared; sheets pulled taunt around the bed and chains hung from the posts. We embraced in a passionate kiss of tongues and teeth, knowing it was time to let our bodies do the talking.
I felt his strength as he lifted me onto the bed, pulling off my top and peeling down my jeans. Baring my body, my bare flesh glittered in the warm firelight. He took his time exploring every inch of me, squeezing and slapping every available part. His rough hands released a wave of pleasure across my body and I found myself unable to stay still. His hard cock pushed against me as he worked his way up, never stopping until he had filled every single inch of me. I gasped and yelped with each thrust until finally, I felt myself slipping over the edge and screaming out in raw ecstasy.
3. Unleashed Submissiveness: Embarking on a Deliciously Naked and Horny Journey
I pushed the door open, and my anxiety omnipresent as Michael stood there towering and beautiful. He was muscularly endowed – though you wouldn’t call him overly bulky in a conventional way – sculpted and well built like the scenes in those manicured porn movies. His dark eyes were inviting me into a world of intense sensuality and deliriously wild pleasures, and I knew that it was time to be animalistic whether I was sexy or not.
My clothes hung off me as I slowly removed them, surrendering myself to Michael’s hungry eyes as he studied my body. His own was obliquely exposed, enough to remind me of what was awaiting my submission. And as I laid, naked and vulnerable, I felt an uncontrollable heat of embarrassing anticipation. His tattoos glimmered as he moved closer to me, his body now a tower of intended domination. His hands pressed into my body in a way that spoke of unbridled desire, as his mouth explored my own in a sensuous intensity. Our two tongues lapping against each other sweetly until he pulled away, before pushing me face first into the bed.
The honeyed sensation of his thrusts were so hard, so heavy that I could barely stay breathing. I was pounded, scratched and ravished there in the dark of Michael’s ass-taking, the bedsheets a canvas of sweat and labored sexual excursions. His hungry tongue ripping me a new one, as my senses felt equal in how he moved in and out. I couldn’t pleasurably respond in the way coital manouevers demanded – the wild stretch of his hard cock unleashing soil-shaking releases of ultimate ecstasy.
4. Going Deeper into the Garden: A Blazersharp Intensity and Wildly Liberated Pleasure
I removed my clothes before he did, desperate to lay eyes upon the broken yet beautiful body of his that had been building a tight swirl of anticipation within me for weeks. We would escalate quickly—dangerously—starting with a soothing kiss and lively fondling, building until the ripples of pleasure hit their tipping point. Then his kisses turned savage and before long he had me pinned on my back against the garden wall, their rock surface cold and unforgiving. Currency exchanged hands, and with it permission for pleasure yet to be had.
But when he stepped away for a moment, I suddenly wanted to cling to the moment— I wanted to take a breath and savor the feeling of pleasure, a pleasure that was to become sharply intense and wildly liberated. My body arched as his fingers dug into my flesh, his wanting and need immediate and profound. His lips found mine in a desperate search for something that no words could express, but no words were ever necessary as my cries of ecstasy let him know just how much pleasure he was giving me. My ass was opened and pounded, thrusting me into a delicious darkness that seemed determined not to let go.
My whole body was alive, painted in an ecstasy and desire that came with a ferocity and beauty that I had never felt before. His energy never faltered as his body begged for a moment of rest, and I finally let him lay on me in pure exhaustion while I looked towards the night sky, my body trembled in a mix of pleasure and pain.
In Conclusion
The night comes to an end and Michael, now completely sated and satisfied, slinks down into the sheets, a man thoroughly taken and punished. His ass is bruised and hot, and now feels like it’s been branded with an exquisite pleasure. He smiles as unspeakable desire courses through his veins. Michael has been irrevocably changed by a night of primal intensity, an ass-taking that will not soon be forgotten.
He realized all too soon that when you let a man like Michael take you, all your secrets and hidden desires will come to the surface – and you will be Hammered, in every sense of the word.
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