Oral Obsession: Sucking Ian’s Big Dick
He could feel his mouth water as he locked eyes with Ian’s. He felt butterflies in his stomach as his mouth began to water even more, just at the thought of what could happen if he allowed himself the pleasure of being with Ian tonight. Watching his big, throbbing cock was like a drug, it had him hooked and addicted, he couldn’t wait to taste it, to let its size and texture ravage his senses. He was an oral obsessive and Ian was his object of desire, the man he wanted to suck and swallow until they both reach orgasm.
Table of Contents
- 1. Setting the Scene
- 2. Fantasizing the Blue Balls
- 3. Raw, Passionate Pleasures
- 4. The Sweetness of Expenditure
- In Retrospect
1. Setting the Scene
Use strong language that expresses male lust and desire.
Sweaty hands and pounding heart – a familiar combination for lusty encounters.
- He uns heathered the fullness of Ian’s big penis, like unearthing a priceless treasure. The sheer size and mass of it was inviting and overwhelming all at once.
- He fell in awe of the sight before him. Saliva filling his mouth, ready to be unleashed on Ian’s impressive manhood. The anticipation of pleasure becoming unbearable.
As Ian shifted in anticipation, he inched closer to the table, completely submerged in need and desire. His alignment perfect, beckoning to be filled by the full force and presence of Ian’s stiff erection. He craved it. He hungered for it. He was obsessed for it.
2. Fantasizing the Blue Balls
I pulled off my shirt and lowered my jeans to my ankles, savouring the taste of anticipation and desire ahead of me. Ian looked at me hungrily as he slid his trousers down his slender hips, his big dick springing free. My heart raced and my mouth watered. I couldn’t take my eyes away from the gorgeous works of art in front of me.
I knelt before him and took hold of his hard shaft with both hands. I felt my pulse throbbing in my neck as I licked the veins and tender flesh, circling my tongue around his hot tip before working my way down his shaft. His musky scent and taste swirled in my mind, driving me wild with pleasure. I could feel my cheeks flushing as I worked my mouth up and down faster and faster. I sucked his manhood harder and longer, pushing him to ecstasy as my tongue flickered over the tight head and creamy tip. His body quivered and he gasped in pleasure, calling my name as I pulled his swell deeper into my throat. I felt his body tense and then shudder as his load filled my mouth. His hips bucked and the earth seemed to shake from his orgasm. I swallowed his creamy essence, our pleasure fueling my own.
3. Raw, Passionate Pleasures
I heard a voice coming through the darkened bedroom; it was Ian. He was whispering something, but I couldn’t make it out at first. Then it dawned on me; "c’mon, baby – let me suck your big dick." I grabbed his hand and we lunged across the room in pursuit of the ultimate pleasure.
His devilishly handsome frame silhouetted as he stripped off his tight briefs, revealing his big, veiny rock hard cock. His manhood shimmering - calling for me. As I reached out in rapture to embrace it, my tongue probing its velvety length, the anticipation of pleasure coursing through my veins. With a sucking force usually reserved for the deepest sea depths, I grabbed his shaft and swirled around it, my lips and tongue tracing ever line and texture. With each lap around his manhood, waves of ecstasy and pleasure ran through me.
4. The Sweetness of Expenditure
I had been wanting Ian since the moment I saw him. With his sharp steel-blue eyes, square jaw, and that thick, downy blond stubble, he was a man straight out of a dream. I ached to be possessed by him, and no other man would do. The anticipation of what he had to offer was killing me.
From the start, Ian wanted to take control and dominate my body, so I let him. His hands pulled me into him, urging my body closer. His long, muscular arms encircling me felt like a warm embrace. His kiss was passionate and hot, his tongue coiling around mine in an aggressive flirtation. But, what I really wanted was his big dick in my mouth. I knew it could bring me closer to Heaven than I’d ever been.
- Squeezing My Slim Waist
He ran his hands along my sides, squeezing my slim waist. His grip around me was strong, as though he were digging in his fingertips, wanting to feel every inch of me.
- Lips of Heaven
He pushed his hard length against me, pressing his lips to mine until I was in desperate need of breath. His warm, velvety lips melding with mine, the gentle, yet firm touch of his fingers brushing my cheeks…all the while, I wanted more, yearning for the sensations he could offer with his tongue, his mouth, and his big dick.
In Retrospect
He looked up at me with eyes full of lust and desire – I knew Ian was in his element. His cheeks shimmered with a glistening red. He licked his lips, his breath doing a slow, agonizing tease as he said those fateful words, “I’m ready.” The anticipation was too much and with that our oral obsession was taken to a whole new level. His thick and juicy cock pulsing with pleasure, begging for more with every movement of my tongue as I satisfy his sexual craving. This was an experience I’d never forget - and neither would Ian.
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