Licking Jameson: A Gritty Gay Erotic Tale.
He walked into the dimly-lit bar, already aware of the exhilaration that surrounded him. His eyes locked with those of another man, and the sexual tension was palpable. He knew it was a pointless game, but a smirk creased the edges of his lips. He had heard about Jameson from someone at work and desired to meet him. He knew all too well the stories they had whispered about – how Jameson could make a man go wild with a single lick.
He moved through the crowd with a sly glee, each step bringing him closer to Jameson, and his anticipation rose each moment. He wanted to feel Jameson’s body close to his and what better way than giving into the fantasy of licking him all over.
The closeness of Jameson was both electric and intimate, as they smiled at each other, and he knew that Jameson wanted the same thing. He suddenly felt liberated as he slowly worked his way down Jameson’s body, caressing every inch with his tongue. Licking Jameson was like nothing he had ever felt before – everything felt better, sharper, and incredibly sensual.
It was as if the stresses of life melted away as he felt an explosion of pleasure run through his veins. In that moment, he knew that licking Jameson had changed him forever. He had never felt this alive and this sexually drunk.
Take a dive into this gritty gay erotic story, and join us as we explore the exciting and intensely erotic experience of licking Jameson.
Table of Contents
- 1. Prepping for the Night of Licking Jameson
- 2. Joining the Two Bodies in Ecstasy
- 3. The Art of Passionate Licking
- 4. Reaching Orgasmic Fulfillment Together
- Key Takeaways
1. Prepping for the Night of Licking Jameson
Tonight I was going to see Jameson and do what I knew he wanted. I’d been preparing all day, thinking back to the stories he’d told me about what drives him wild in the bedroom.
He was a sinewy young man, usually dressed in black, tall and strong. I’d heard he never really allowed anyone into his inner circle, but there was something about me that he liked right away. He’d give me these looks, like he was daring me to take him.
- Be sure to bring the handcuffs
- Bring some scented massage oil for a sensual massage
- Get some of your peppermint and chocolate flavored tongue licks
- Don’t forget the nipple clamps and the body candles
- He is bound to love the edible body paint
I had the perfect stocking stuffers: a set of furry handcuffs; scented massage oil with exotic flavors like rose petals and passion fruit; titillating nipple clamps; and body candles that melted into warm, gooey massage oil. I was also sure to stock up on the edible body paint that was both sweet and bitter. I hoped it would make our encounter even more memorable.
And if he wasn’t satisfied with just that, I had my own special concoction of tongue licks, made with peppermint, chocolate, and something else he knew that he absolutely loved. Tonight was sure to be an evening that licked Jameson in more ways than one.
2. Joining the Two Bodies in Ecstasy
I ran my tongue up and down Jameson’s chest, minutely exploring each divot and every tiny detail of his body as I ventured down. His head lolled to the side with each pass of my mouth and I carefully corralled my desire, enjoying the rapturous union of our two bodies.
Jameson’s hand moved to the back of my head and pressed me into his body with renewed vigour. A sigh of pleasure escaped my lips as I continued my exploration of his stomach, traversing each contour and peak with my tongue.
Our passion rose to a fevered pitch and I chuckled as I felt Jameson’s length, twitching eagerly beneath me. Wrapping my hand around it, I gave it an emphatic squeeze, eliciting a deep moan from Jameson and a shaking of the bed beneath us. I lingered for a moment, gazing into his eyes, before I swooped in to meet his mouth with my own. Our tongues intertwined, giving me an insight into his deepest desires, as he shifted beneath me.
Gripping his waist firmly, I pulled Jameson closer and slowly eased him onto his back so that I could kiss every inch of his body. He quivered with anticipation as my lips left a trail of wet kisses down his chest and navel. Without warning I plunged my tongue deep inside his warm body, and Jameson’s sharp intake of breath was all the encouragement I needed. I explored his depths with every move and caress of my tongue as we both drowned in pleasure.
Jameson’s hands gripped my head as I explored the most sensitive spots. His hips bucked against me, begging for more, and I obliged, adoring every inch of his body and inducing every sound he made with my tongue. His body shuddered beneath me and soon I felt his body start to shake as pleasure began to overwhelm him. I looked up and smiled as I felt Jameson’s body release into consummate pleasure, and I watched as his eyes rolled back in sheer ecstasy.
We lay there, entwined in a shared euphoria, for what seemed like an eternity, before finally collapsing in each other’s arms in total bliss.
3. The Art of Passionate Licking
The bedroom was smoky; the sweet smell of marijuana still fogged the air from a few hours ago. In the centre of room, Jameson lay shirtless. His body was still and aroused, his head tilted back, his eyes closed. His lips were parted, revealing a set of perfect white teeth.
I moved closer, my hand tracing the contours and curves of his chest and abs. I felt the thrill of anticipation as wet heat filled my mouth — the pleasure of anticipation bouncing off of my tongue. I moved a lock of hair away from his forehead, exposing his neck, and my tongue began a slow passionate journey downwards. Passionately licking his chest and stomach, I made my way down his body until I met his navel. I kissed it, swirled my tongue in it, sucked and caressed it with my lips. I traveled further until I reached his manhood, and my tongue followed the sensitivity of its erect length, my mouth tasting all the sweetness it had to offer. Every lick became more intense and more pleasurable as the anticipation of the final destination grew. His moans of pleasure and desire replaced the silence in the room, increasing the energy and heightening the ferocity of our shared pleasure. Finally, my tongue found his clit and I moved my lips around it, swirling and caressing, until he came in a volcanic eruption of pleasure.
4. Reaching Orgasmic Fulfillment Together
I brought my tongue up, wrapping around the circumference of Jameson’s swollen member. It was so smooth and slick, with the salty residue of pre-cum guiding me in effortless circles. His skin felt tight upon my tongue as I laved up and down over its surging length.
He started to moan louder as I deep-throated his cock, feeling him larger and harder with each slide underneath my tongue. His eyes were half closed as my tongue massaged between his testicles and up to his perineum. Then I focused my attention on Jameson’s crown, licking and sucking with enough pressure to make him squirm in delight.
My mouth gliding around his helix and then pushing into the groove of his frenulum filled the room with soft groans and sighs. I took every last inch until his body tensed beneath me, and then I reached out, caressing his chest and lightly stroking his nipples as his orgasm gathered within him.
With one final, deep lick I felt him contract, spilling out his release and shuddering in pleasure until he finally collapsed beneath me, completely spent from our intense journey.
Key Takeaways
He was gone, the taste of Jameson on my lips slowly fading. I’d had my share of tough luck when it comes to men, enough to last multiple lifetimes, but this one was different. The woods were still and the chill of the night had taken a back seat to my longing for more of his deliciousness. I’d only just begun to explore the depths of pleasure that only he could fulfill. I felt alive and wanted, and the first tingles of a thrill shared between two souls eager to blaze a path that no one else ever had. I’d tasted something I’d never had before and I was left wanting more. That I could lick Jameson and savor his tastes made me want to do it more and more. I’d licked him slowly and carefully, and I knew he’d leave me wanting much more from him. I was hooked and I’d never feel the same again.
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