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Lincoln’s First Initiation: A Homoerotic Tale

It had been a long and sleepy summer afternoon, and it seemed that the town of Lincoln had dozed off as well. I had passed an uneventful evening skimming books in a small independent library facing a sun-bathed street. On my way out the door, I nearly missed a dimly lit alley tucked away in between two of the town’s buildings. Intrigued, I decided to take my chance and explore.

Little did I know, I was about to be initiated into an unknown and highly sensual world hidden in this tightly tucked alley. As I stepped in, the sound of subtle, hushed whispers filled my ears, leading me down as I slowly ventured forth. This was the first initiation into a homoerotic lifestyle I would soon come to know; a dark journey into raw pleasure.

Table of Contents

• 1. The Filthy Evangelical Reveals His Desires
• 2. The Race to Lincoln’s Hotel Room
• 3. Giving In to the Lust
• 4. A Revolutionary Ascension of Love and Eroticism
• In Conclusion

1. The Filthy Evangelical Reveals His Desires

The ruse was simple enough. Lincoln had been branded in the church as someone who had done a sin and needed to be taught to submit to the powerful teachings of the Lord. He was a reprobate who needed to be trained in the way of the Lord and atone for his sins. But as Lincoln kneeled before the preacher, little did he know that he was about to be initiated into an older more primal ceremony…

The preacher’s hands were rough and strong, and they roved over Lincoln’s body with an authority that belied their gentle caress. He whispered words of scripture and seduction in Lincoln’s ear. His lips found Lincoln’s in a kiss filled with passion and lust. Lincoln trembled as the guilt of his desire filled his heart, yet his body burned with pleasure. The preacher’s hands scoured Lincoln’s body, exploring every inch of him, leaving him longing and wanting for more.

Lincoln felt a desire like he had never felt before. He tried to resist as the preacher removed his clothing and explored his most private areas, but it was to no avail. Lincoln had been shown the illicit realm of homoerotic pleasure, and although it terrified him, he wanted more. The preacher and Lincoln were in a dark embrace and there was no going back…

2. The Race to Lincoln’s Hotel Room

The Hotel Lobby:
Lincoln strode into the luxurious hotel lobby. His cologne attracted the attention of some of the other guests, but he kept his head down, intent on his goal. His heart raced with anticipation as he hastened to the front desk, where he eyed the handsomely dressed bellman. The man’s presence a reminder that this evening was something different, something special.

The Course of Fate Set in Motion:
Lincoln slid his credit card across the counter and the clerk dutifully handed him the room key – the key to his first initiation. The hallways seemed to pulse with anticipation as if the walls themselves were in anticipation of what was to come. Lincoln stepped into to the elevator, his heart pounding in his chest and a thrill of excitement palpable in every step. With great anticipation he placed the key in the door, and, with a deep breath, opened the door to an experience that would unknowingly change the course of his life.

Inside the room:
• The air was thick with anticipation, a heady mix of perspiration and musk
• Lincoln removed his shirt, revealing his muscular physique in all its glory
• His eyes roved over the room, and he found his destination: the bed
• As he walked towards it, his tremulous form illuminated by the dim light of the bedside lamp
• Lying on the bed, he closed his eyes and allowed his mind to wander to what could come of this night

3. Giving In to the Lust

Lincoln had arrived at the bedroom door, his heart pounding, and a shy smile on his face. He had barely worked up the courage to knock but he knew that he must trust this figure from the shadows. His invitation had been short, speaking only of sexual and emotional needs that had been kept hidden deep within for so long.

Taking a deep breath, Lincoln pushed open the door and stepped into the dimly-lit room. A figure awaited him in the centre, lying on the bed. His eyes drank in the sight of brown and black skin glistening beneath the moonlight from the open window, and he swore he’d never seen anything quite as beautiful in all his life.

The figure gestured for Lincoln to come closer. He could feel the heat emanating from his body, and the lust in his eyes. He moved until he was leaning over him, their faces almost touching. His fingers gently caressed Lincoln’s neck and then explored further, feeling over his shoulder and up his arms, igniting an unfamiliar fire deep within him.

Without warning, the figure pinned him to the bed and began to devour him. Lincoln felt as if all of his soul and body were given up for the pleasure of this man; his lips, his desire, his person joined together as one as the figure thrust inside him, and he surrendered to the arousal. It was his first initiation into the homoerotic world, and it felt like a wave coursing through his veins. Lincoln felt alive, in a way he never had before. His only thought was that he wanted it to last forever.

4. A Revolutionary Ascension of Love and Eroticism

The Touch of His Skin

As Lincoln stepped across the threshold of the hotel room, his breath left him. For the first time in his life, he was face-to-face with a man who promised to initiate him into the homoerotic experience. His eyes had no choice but to clench shut as the tall and imposing figure before him closed in. Filled with a simultaneous fear and anticipation, Lincoln could feel every cell in his body sing in anticipation as the tender and experienced caress of his master’s skin encompassed him.

The Feel of His Body

The feel of his body against his was like a second skin, embracing his innermost desires. Lincoln let his fingers wander across every muscle as he tasted the salty skin within. His master had done this a thousand times, his body a map to unfathomable depths of pleasure. His body responded in kind, as a vessel for Lincoln’s passionate exploration of the unknown. With a deepening hunger, Lincoln found himself powerless to the ecstatic embrace of his master’s embrace, each touch adding to the intensity of their revolutionary erotic experience.

• Chaste apprehension.
• Arousal and sensation.
• A roadmap to pleasure.
• Exploration and ecstasy.

In Conclusion

Lincoln’s first initiation was only the beginning of a whole new world for him, filled of thrilling promises. It was a sudden passage into adulthood, where pleasure was the beacon drawing him in. He had discovered something darker and far more exciting than he ever expected, giving way to inner desires and hidden sensations that he was sure to explore and savor again and again. He felt an exhilaration that only true pleasure can bring, and he smiled knowing that he had just opened the door to a whole sea of explicitly homoerotic delights.