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Shooting Jonathan: A Gritty Erotic Tale

The shadows of the alley were alive with possibilities, but for Jonathan, it was only the broken bottles of whiskey that registered on his radar as he stepped carefully on the cobbled stones. He had been here before–many times in fact–but this time was different. He had come with the purpose of getting what he wanted: the dangerous and unspeakable. An irresistible force had drawn him there, and his senses were on high alert, heady with anticipation.

The night was chill and silent, but Jonathan’s heart was pounding as he approached the darkened doorway. Was he doing the right thing? It was far too late for questions as his foot crossed the threshold. Jonathan didn’t know what awaited him beyond, but he was certain of one thing: his head was spinning with the thrill of the chase and his body was aching for the release that only a Gritty Erotic Tale could bring.

Table of Contents

• 1.The Tempting Body of Jonathan
• 2. Getting High Together in an Abandoned Room
• 3. Risky Hot Sex with Jonathan
• 4.The Haunting Desire of Him Lingering On
• The Conclusion

1.The Tempting Body of Jonathan

The Shirtless Reveal

• My eyes travel down his perfect chest – baring barely a hint of hair
• Visible bumps of muscle and sloped lines of sinew form a topography over his body like a well-paved road connecting each part of the divine
• His nipples are flush, aroused by my gaze, begging for me to kiss them
• The smoothness of his stomach descenting down in tantalising arcs
• The majestic stretch of his waistcoat down, expanding down to his pelvis

Too Much to Resist

• That was the moment when I let go and gave in to passion
• To surrender to the desires and urges curling in my stomach, which sent shivers shooting through my spine
• My hands move of their own accord, tracing the contours of his body and feeling the heat radiating off of every inch of him
• Even my breath quickens as I imagine how it would feel to hold him tightly against me and kiss every inch of him that I can reach
• And I resist no longer, no longer able to deny how attracted I am to the temptingly beautiful body of Jonathan

2. Getting High Together in an Abandoned Room

My Eyes Scan the Deep Shadows

I clutch both of Jonathan’s hands in my own, squeezing them tightly as my eyes scan the deep shadows of the abandoned room. We’re both high as kites, his pupils dilated with the deep intoxication of the drugs we’ve taken. I press my lips against his neck, gently, as I mumble into his skin.

Tentatively He Lays on the Grungy Mattress

My fingers work his shirt buttons, and he lets me, pushing away his fears with each motion, until finally, his chest is exposed. He quivers with anticipation as I gently push him onto the grungy mattress. I inch downward and he follows, succumbed to the electric sparks of sensation consuming us both.

My lips meet his nipples and his whole body trembles, a seemingly endless shudder. His hands are everywhere all at once and I can feel his vulnerability in every touch. I take his face in my hands, locking us together in a passionate kiss, and the electricity shatters us into a million pieces. Quickly, we become one single unit, and I slide myself inside of him.

3. Risky Hot Sex with Jonathan

I shrugged nervously as I stepped out of the elevator and onto the fourteenth floor. I followed the hallway’s dimly-lit path to the apartment numbered 1403 and knocked on the door. I was here to meet Jonathan, an intense dark-eyed young man I had connected with online. I reached my trembling hand down to fiddle with the laces on my shoes, trying to tell my body to calm down.

Jonathan answered the door with a smirk and an inviting gesture for me to enter his luxury apartment. He took a step back into the shadows and looked me up and down with hunger in his eyes. With a sly wink, he motioned for me to follow him into the bedroom. I could already feel the electric current snapping between us.

The room was draped in darkness, but I was pulled towards the bed. Sitting at the edge of the mattress, Jonathan looked up and leaned in, pressing his lips to mine. The kiss sent a jolt of electricity through my spine as I slowly tucked one knee onto the bed. Jonathan spun around and lay down on the bed, drawing me closer with a flick of his fingers. With his smoldering gaze drawing me in, Jonathan unbuttoned my shirt and buckle his leather belt, shaking with anticipation.

We were lost in each other as he deliciously explored my body. And before I knew it, I felt myself bracing against his thighs, my hips grinding in the kind of abandon I had never experienced before. With a sudden thrust, we both gasped, the passion of the moment consuming us. I felt my entire being slowly melting into Jonathan’s, our movements becoming harder and more desperate.

As Jonathan’s intensity increased, all my senses were on fire. I soon found myself shooting high up in the sky far away from the bed of Jonathan, freefalling into a blissful ecstasy. Jonathan moaned in pleasure and reached his hands around my body to pull me closer until we both lay panting, exhausted.

We had just experienced a secret, forbidden, and incredibly hot sex that had left us both trembling with pleasure. I lay there in his arms, savoring the moment, trembling and feeling even more alive than ever before.

4.The Haunting Desire of Him Lingering On

The ghost of Jonathan lingers around me. A haunting shadow that evokes unrequited desire and longing. Lust and longing that I have promised to keep buried for eternity. I can hear the words he said, almost a whisper to himself “it’s over now” without an ounce of feeling in tacit sympathy to my grief.

Our hot and passionate love affair had not been purely consummated in physical acts. I had tasted every salty and sweet droplet of sweat and skin along his body, exploring the contours with a hungry and eager tongue. Every breath and move of my body against his was in sync as if we were inseparable, but none of that mattered. I had already fallen in love with the passion I felt in his touch, even if it was short-lived and only exists in memories. I could still remember the way he kissed me: so delicately and cautiously, yet with a ferociously hot passion that my skin on fire and my heart beating wildly. And his voice still echoed in my head, commanding my body to move, with power and strength, fill of erotic pleasure and scorching desire.

His sweet scent still lingers on my skin, like an everlasting reminder of the times we shared together. Every time I close my eyes I feel the waves of pleasure coursing through my veins. The sensations of his:

• kisses
• caresses
• strokes
• heat
• moans

flooding my mind and body with irrevocable memories. I wrap myself up in the feelings, in a desperate attempt to feel close to him, even if he is a thousand miles away.

The Conclusion

As the night comes to an end, Jonathan looks up into the star-filled sky and thoughtfully says, “It’s been one hell of a shoot.” He smiles, feeling the rush of adrenaline and desire that came with the conclusion of his sultry encounter. He wipes off the sweat from his forehead, feeling proud of all that went on between him and his partner. “That was some unforgettable sex,” Jonathan says as he slowly stands up and grabs his bag.

Silently, he walks away to his car, remembering all the delicious sensations of the night. As he climbs into his car, his mind still lingers on the thrill of the seedy, intense and sensually charged night. Ultimately, he leaves with a sense of satisfaction that only a substantive night of massaging each other’s bodies can bring.

As this steamy story of shooting and pleasure comes to an end, all that’s left behind is a mix of sweet and salty memories that will stay with Jonathan forever, until he finds a willing and accommodating partner for another great night of intense eroticism. Until then, Jonathan will savor the moment and the pleasure that he had the guts to pursue.