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Sucking Elias’s Big Dong: A Gay Noir Romance

It was the kind of night where anything could happen. I stood waiting by the corner in the dark, my eyes unable to make out more than a figure in the shadows. But, I already knew who it was. It was Elias. There was no mistaking that aura–the unmistakable scent of sexual intent that only a man like Elias could exude. I could already imagine his big dong, and the thought of taking it in my mouth sent an electric chill through my body like a lightning bolt. I stepped forward, and so began our gay noir romance…

Table of Contents

• 1. The Initiation: A Cocky Interlude
• 2. Torn Between Honor and Desires: Unleashing Passion
• 3. Taking Command: Master and Servant in Harmony
• 4. Conquering New Heights of Pleasure: Sinfully Sublime
• In Summary

1. The Initiation: A Cocky Interlude

Encounter Number One:
My palms were wet and my heart was pounding as I slowly approached the dark corner. I knew this was what I had been searching for all this time. I shivered in anticipation as I saw the figure from the shadows – Elias. Athletic and built, not too muscular but with a presence that sent shivers down my spine. His ice cold eyes met mine before he was coming closer, giving me the toothy grin he’d later make famous that summer.

He didn’t waste any time pushing me against the wall, his hands rampant all over my body. His heat was too much to take and I knew I’d have to take his big dong soon..I couldn’t resist. He grabbed me by the back of the neck and pulled me to him as if he was telling me it was inevitable.
I remember feeling his hardness, feeling good about how I was making him feel. I knelt and took it in, making sure to savor every inch of its size. His big dong sent a surge of pleasure through my body. I took my time as I sucked and licked, exploring the crevices of his body, reveling in its flavor. His pleasure was so intense and his groans so deep that I knew I just struck gold. I looked up at him to see him arching his back, his hands gripping my head, and I felt the heat on my face; that was when that I kneeled back in wonder of what I created.

2. Torn Between Honor and Desires: Unleashing Passion

I felt my heart rate speed up as I walked further down the hallway of the seedy motel, my clanking footsteps echoing in the night air. Elias was waiting for me in room 212, and I could almost feel the raw energy emanating from behind the closed door. I took a deep breath, and pushed it open with a rusty creak.

In the dimly lit room I saw Elias, half-naked and with his eyes closed. He was standing at the foot of the bed, and his body was glistening with a sheen of sweat. His chest heaved with labored breaths, and his enormous cock was tightly constrained by a pair of tight jeans. I shivered with anticipation as I made my way closer to him.

Before I had time to react, his hands clasped around my neck and his erection pressed against my abdomen. I gasped as his other hand quickly unbuttoned my shirt, exposing my chest. With a gentle tug, Elias pulled me closer, and I could feel the warmth of his body as his lips slowly descended from my jawline to my neck. His expert hands explored my entire body as he moved lower and lower.

And then I felt it, for the first time that evening. His warm grip on my hardening cock, teasing and tempting me in ways I never thought possible. With each stroke his fingertips sent shockwaves through my body, lingual sensations that were almost too much for me to bear. I felt my pleasure intensifying with every application of pressure, and my dreams of ravishing Elias seemed tantalizingly close.

He knelt before me, and I could do nothing but surrender as he started to unzip my fly. His tongue explored my aroused shaft, carefully caressing it and making me writhe with pleasure. I wanted it more and more, and it wasn’t long before I felt bursts of intense pleasure as I finally experienced the culmination of our night. Elias’s hands, his skillful mouth, and his soft lips, this was a pleasure greater than I had ever imagined.

3. Taking Command: Master and Servant in Harmony

Elias knew exactly what he wanted and what his submissive desired. As soon as they were undressed, he commanded the sub to kneel down in front of him, looking him in the eyes. He wanted to show and transmit his passion and dominance. He bent down and kissed the sub’s neck, still holding his gaze. He could feel his breathing hastening, a sign of immense pleasure.

He started to explore the sub’s body, appreciating his smooth skin as he ran his fingers and tongue over it. Then he started touching more intensely, going from passionate kisses on the shoulders to painful spankings and stings. With each touch, the sub submitted more and more, even as his body trembled and hips tensed.

• The crown of pleasure: Elias then stroke the sub’s shaft until it was at its full length and size. As he licked his pre-cum, he saw the utter pleasure in his eyes.
• Taking control: Then he commanded the sub to lay in bed. He made his move and took off his clothes. He mounted him and entered him with one passionate thrust.
• The big finish: As his moans and screams grew louder, Elias reached out for his master’s woody cock, wrapping his lips around it and drinking it in. He felt the power inside him as his master let out a loud roar and hot cumrushed into his throat.

4. Conquering New Heights of Pleasure: Sinfully Sublime

Naked, we embraced in the darkness. My chest heaved, trying to muffle Elias’ gasp as we felt each other’s hands moving all over with wild, wanton abandon. My mouth travelled to his supple neck and explored downwards.God, the smell of him, the smoothness of his stomach as my tongue licked the cavern between his abs. I felt a desire rising like an inferno as I got to his manhood and tasted its magnificence.

The softness melted me as I revelled in its size, its firmness, its heat. I held it in my open mouth and sucked with increasing depth, eliciting ecstatic moans of delight. Deeply, sweetly, I swallowed again and again, reveling in the invigorating sensation of ecstasy emanating from Elias’s body. His broad, muscled chest rigid with pleasure as I pleasured him with my tongue, which moved masterfully from the crown to the base and back up. My fingers slipped through his thick bush, inching down behind his pitch-black balls. I held them firmly in my grasp, eliciting another wave of pleasure from Elias as I fondled them.

In Summary

The night was cold and dark like the depths of my soul, yet Elias still brought warmth and an inner fire I’d never experienced before. His big dong was like a river of delight, coursing through me, warming the recesses of my heart. For one blissful moment I felt alive; my skin electrified, my soul set free. Who needs romance if there’s no danger? Elias was that danger, between us a forbidden connection. And as I tasted the sweetness of his forbidden fruit, I knew I’d never be the same again.