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Licking the Forbidden Fruit: Going Down on Samuel

It started out like most nights, out on the town with nothing but time to kill and a hunger for the forbidden. I don’t know what it was about Samuel – something about his eyes that promised pleasure and secrets – but I knew I wanted to taste him. And he granted me that wish, and more, when he beckoned me to his bedroom. He lay there before me, a delectable feast for my tongue, begging to be explored. I ignitied an urgent passion in me, and I eagerly dug in, licking, licking the forbidden fruit and teasing all his hidden depths.. . .

This is the story of how I found the holy grail of gay bedrooms pleasures: the art of going down on Samuel. Come, let me tell you how I indulged my taste for forbidden sugar that night, and beyond.

Table of Contents

• 1. Wet and Ready: Preparing to Go Down on Samuel
• 2. Lickety Split: Taking the Plunge and Gladly Going Down on Samuel
• 3. Crossing the Forbidden Divide: Rewarding Ecstasy of Going Down on Samuel
• 4. Sweet Deliciousness: Enjoying the Fruits of Going Down on Samuel
• The Conclusion

1. Wet and Ready: Preparing to Go Down on Samuel

My mouth waters in anticipation of what I’m about to do. I can hardly contain my eagerness as I look him in the eyes. He looks back at me, desire mirrored in his expression. His full lips are parted and he beckons me closer.

Taking slow steps towards him, I finally feel his legs wrapped around my waist. I place one hand on his hip, feeling the smooth, toned muscles beneath my fingertips, while my other hand cups the back of his head. I lean forward and our lips meet in a passionate kiss. As our tongues entwine, I can taste the forgotten sweetness of something so forbidden.

Our embrace breaks and I slowly remove his shorts, revealing his engorged length. I take him in my mouth, feeling the velvet smoothness on my tongue. I taste his arousal and I am energized. I slide my burning lips and tongue up and down his length with deliberate intention, stopping to savor the salty flavor, thrilling in the sensations racing through my body. His moans become louder and steadily more intense, as I suck, lick, and tease until – his hands become frantic in my hair – and his legs start to shake.

• Our embrace breaks and I slowly remove his shorts, revealing his engorged length.
• I take him in my mouth, feeling the velvet smoothness on my tongue.
• I taste his arousal and I am energized.
• I slide my burning lips and tongue up and down his length with deliberate intention, stopping to savor the salty flavor, thrilling in the sensations racing through my body.
• His moans become louder and steadily more intense, as I suck, lick, and tease until – his hands become frantic in my hair – and his legs start to shake.

And then I feel it – the eruption of pleasure, the hot fluid coating my lips and tongue in a thick, salty cum. I feel his body relax before one final shudder shakes his frame.

I take a moment to bask in the afterglow before I raise my head and kiss him, tasting myself in the depths of his mouth. Speaking in a husky whisper, we exchange the few beautiful words that let us know we both left behind something irreplaceable in this moment of pure bliss.

• And then I feel it – the eruption of pleasure, the hot fluid coating my lips and tongue in a thick, salty cum.
• I feel his body relax before one final shudder shakes his frame.
• I take a moment to bask in the afterglow before I raise my head and kiss him, tasting myself in the depths of his mouth.
• Speaking in a husky whisper, we exchange the few beautiful words that let us know we both left behind something irreplaceable in this moment of pure bliss.

2. Lickety Split: Taking the Plunge and Gladly Going Down on Samuel

• I am Ready to Take the Plunge

That night, I was nervous. I had been thinking about him for weeks. His presence captivated me, asking me to take that leap of faith. I thought I could handle it, but my heart was pounding and my stomach was in knots. I couldn’t deny the strong longing that throbbed within me, urging me to finally explore the forbidden fruit. So I finally did, finally allowing myself to throw caution to the wind.

I kneeled before him. He had been out of the shower shortly before, so he still had that wet gleam on his body. I ran my hands across his toned flesh, eagerly exploring every incredible inch. I wanted him closer, so I pulled away the sheet that covered him and then placed my mouth near his manhood. Its softness beckoned to me, daring me to release my passionate desire.

• Unstoppable Urge for Samuel

My need for him had pierced a chasm in my soul, and there was nothing I could do but succumb to the unstoppable urge that grew stronger and stronger with each breath. I always thought this was something I would never do, but that night I felt free to experience all that I had hidden away. I opened my mouth and drank from his lake of desire, my mouth getting ever closer until we were face to face. His moan comforted me like a lullaby, and as I tasted his delightful essence, I felt my heart leap with joy.

I felt alive that night. All my inhibitions, all my fears seemed to melt away as I explored this forbidden realm. I felt a freedom unlike any other, and the passion I felt for Samuel could not be described. It was captivating, it was seductive, and it was magical. I was ready to take that plunge and never looked back.

3. Crossing the Forbidden Divide: Rewarding Ecstasy of Going Down on Samuel

Passion smoldered through Samuel’s dark eyes as he approached me. His lean frame moved with such a grace that I could do nothing but follow him further into the night. I felt we were on a journey towards something deeply forbidden, a reward much greater than either of us could comprehend. Under invitation, I sank to my knees, my heart thudding so loud it felt like it echoed through the deserted alleyway. A heat thrummed around us, almost tangible, its power surging through my body as I took in every inch of the beauty that was Samuel.

We both desired this moment, the moment when my tongue first touched him there. I took my time, drawing pleasure from him as I explored every crevice with an unyielding tongue. His shuddering breaths sent tingles radiating through my body and his grip on my hair only seemed to urge me on further. A pleasure so intense that it threatened to swallow us both as I balanced on the edge of reward and ecstasy.

• Tasting the Forbidden
• Exploring the Fire of the Moment
• The Rewarding Ecstasy of Going Down on Samuel

As we crossed the forbidden divide, the intensity of pleasure engrossed us both in an act so sinful and yet so rewarding. I was more than happy to wallow in the forbidden pleasure, to take every sinful drop for my own and Samuel became my reward.

4. Sweet Deliciousness: Enjoying the Fruits of Going Down on Samuel

My tongue caressed its way around Samuel’s flesh. I felt a zesty tingle in my tongue as my mouth filled with the rich, juicy taste of Samuel’s intimate area. As I slid my tongue lower, I could feel a distinct change in the texture of his skin and smell a hint of manly musk. The pulsating boldness of the heat emanating from between his legs held the promise of a sweet experience.

My lips glided around the circumference of each hard mound. My mouth was getting wetter as my tongue explored the depths of this sumptuous forbidden delight. I closed my eyes tight as I felt the fullness of Samuel’s undeniable yearning for more. Gently pressing my tongue forward, I barely touched his most intimate area making two small circles before fully thrusting my tongue inside. A quick shiver of pleasure ran through my body as I felt the essences of Samuel’s arousal burst around my tongue. I felt so alive and powerful in this moment as I kept up the pace of my tongue swirling along his erotic depths. As my lips brushed up and down his skin, I relished his sweet taste, and felt the warmth of his body against mine.

The Conclusion

The night had ended with a scorching torrent of forbidden fruit and a licking that had bared a glimpse of the gates of paradise. There had been moments of fear, moments of ecstasy, and moments of overwhelming pleasure. As the reality of the night’s events began to settle in, all that was left was a hushed whisper of the dark and sexy secrets that beguiled us. We had walked through the gates of our own desires and understood true pleasure without apology or hesitation. We had tasted the forbidden fruit and we could only hope that this tantalizing moment of rapture would repeat itself again another night.