He heard the call of Carson’s cock loud and clear as he made his way through the shadows of the night. He felt his heart rate quicken, as his breath got shorter and shorter with each step. His mouth was watering just from the thought of it, Carson’s long, hot cock. He could almost taste it.
His pace hastened as he drew closer and closer, knowing that his relentless craving for that thick, hot length would soon be fulfilled. He imagined the sweet smell of latex that comes with the taste of Carson’s cock. His tongue tasted of metal from the dizzying prelude of biting, licking, and sucking that led to this carnal craving.
Yes, he wanted Carson’s cock hard and he was ready to take all the pleasure it had to offer tonight. He’d heard about the incredible skill that Carson possessed with that hard instrument he’d kept so well hidden away until now. But now it was time and the anticipation was clear in the crisp night air as he finally reached his destination.
He was ready to taste it. He was ready to SUCK CARSON’S LONG, HOT COCK.
Table of Contents
- 1. Expectation: Yearning for the Taste of Lust
- 2. Anticipation: Oscillating Between Delight and Apprehension
- 3. Satisfaction: Ingesting the Immensity of His Manhood
- 4. Ecstasy: Climaxing from Unimaginable Pleasures
- In Summary
1. Expectation: Yearning for the Taste of Lust
I licked my lips and tried to keep my breathing even, as I looked at Carson. His well-defined body laid in the bed, tan skin stretched over hardened muscles. His brown hair had been cut close to his scalp, and his grey eyes watched me, lazy and cruel. His strong arms were crossed behind his head, but I knew what was underneath them. The thing I wanted so much. I knew I wanted to taste him.
I kneeled next to the bed, trailing my index finger along his hard stomach and pecs. He hissed in pleasure at my touch, opening his crossed arms and taking hold of me. His hands traversed down to my shoulders and back as he pulled me closer. His mouth was against my ear, sending a chill down my spine as he whispered ‘suck it’.
I felt my heart stop as I complied. His strong cock was pulsing ready and wanting my attention. I eagerly reached out, licking the sensitive crown of the shaft before taking it into my mouth. His moan was music to my ears, as my lips swallowed more and more of his length. The taste was even better than I had expected: sweet and salty at the same time, with a hint of his arousal. His body shivers as I kept going, faster and faster, tasting every bit of him with my tongue, indulging in pleasure. My hands made sure he was completely taken care of as I tasted as much as possible. I wanted to savor his manhood for eternity, and I wouldn’t stop until I felt his orgasm erupting in my mouth.
2. Anticipation: Oscillating Between Delight and Apprehension
The summer night air was heavy and hot, perfect for Carson’s plan. We lay there, propped up with pillows on my bed, a world of stillness and quiet around us. His body was long and lean, with curves in all the right places. I could feel the heat of his skin radiating onto mine, and as his hard body brushed against me, I felt the warmth of his anticipation and my own.
I was filled with a deliciously drowning mix of pleasure and apprehension as my eyes explored his body. His soft lips beckoning and inviting, his hordes of masculine tattoos seemingly alive against his tight chest. I looked further down, my breath stuck in my throat and my heart pounding as I felt his desire surge through me. His long, thick cock was pointing right at me, oscillating between delight and apprehension as I licked my lips in anticipation. With outstretched hands, I seized him, my fingers eagerly exploring his length and my mouth hungrily sucking him in. I wanted more, more of the salty sweetness of his cock and more of his anticipation as I teased and tantalized him with my tongue. I wanted the pleasure and apprehension that comes with the act of love itself: that exquisite mix of fear and desire that makes it all so powerful and intense.
3. Satisfaction: Ingesting the Immensity of His Manhood
Shuddering with anticipation, I knelt before Carson and allowed my gaze to scan every magnificent curve of his manhood. His impressive length straining proudly against his briefs as though begging to be released. My reply was a carefully executed manoeuvre, releasing the enviable prize from its confines for me to take in its exquisite beauty.
The thick purple head protruded invitingly as I brought my hand up to wrap around its immensity, circling once before bringing my mouth to feast upon its deliciousness. His salty flavour exploded across my tongue as I ran it over each ridge of delight and elicited a soft moan from my lover. My hands grasped his hips and drew him ever closer as I sought to take in as much as I could. His pleasured gasp as I pulled my head back, temporarily evoking both our ecstasy. His length shining in the afternoon light as I looked upon it with reverence, and then continuing my exploration as I sought total satisfaction.
4. Ecstasy: Climaxing from Unimaginable Pleasures
My body shook with pleasure as I bent down and felt the hard, smooth wetness of Carson’s long, hot cock in my lips. His moan pierced the room as I took him deeper into my throat, his passion acting as a dangerous drug that I craved more of. With each stroke, he would thrust his hips forward, my teeth lightly grazing against his shaft as I tasted every inch of him. Carson’s hands roamed all over my body, finally stopping to grab my head and hold me in place as he plunged into me harder and deeper.
My tongue snaked around him, my fingers tracing each vein as I felt his body tremble with pure pleasure at my touch. Every flick of my tongue sent shockwaves of desire through his body, making me marvel at how I can drive him wild with my mouth. His grip on me tightened and I felt the heat of his release as his body emotionally collapsed. As he leaned back, I couldn’t help but feel satisfied that I brought him to a climax of unimaginable pleasure. Now I wanted him to do the same for me.
In Summary
The night ended with a few more furtive glances between us, a knowing smile which promised countless hidden pleasures yet untold. I left Carson and his long, hot cock behind me, but it lingered in my memory long after, a reminder of a thrilling odyssey that I’d been lucky enough to embark upon with a perfect stranger. Others may look back upon their sexual adventures with a sense of shame or regret, but for me that night at Carson’s was nothing short of a revelation – an electrifying reminder of the power of raw, uninhibited gay desire.