Swallowing Jonathan’s Big Load: A Gay Romance in the Gutter
It was dark and I mean dark. The kind of black night that would swallow a man whole, let alone the kind of desires I was about to experience. I was on my way to meet J – my fantasy come to life, the man I wanted to have and make mine.
I’d heard about J from my friends at the leather bar we both frequented; they described a man of tempered sinew and god-like sexuality. His endowed thick and muscular body was screened by a sleek pair of jeans and a tight t-shirt, like an exquisite package, too fine to be consumed by mere mortals.
When I finally saw him, I almost screamed in ecstasy. We shared a gaze so intense it set my entire body on fire, and I grew to crave every square inch of his pockmarked and scruffy face.
We didn’t exchange a single word. We threw ourselves into an animalistic passion, taking pleasure from each other in a way I’d never experienced before. Our tongues clashed in a wet rhythm as though they were completely in tune, and with no more than a few grunts of pleasure, Jonathan growled and thrust one final time, flooding my mouth with his big juicy load.
Table of Contents
- 1. Arousal from His Swelling Hardness
- 2. Salivating over Jonathan’s Hot Load
- 3. Loving the Taste of His Pleasure
- 4. Afterglow of a Gay Gutter Romance
- The Conclusion
1. Arousal from His Swelling Hardness
Jonathan was pushing hard against the mattress, his bare buttocks rubbing rhythmically against my stomach. His thick member was now rigid and swollen, bobbing with each of his thrusts. The head was hot and slick on my fingers as I gripped him. His breathing deep and heavy, his eyes closed in a passionate trance.
I pulled my chest closer and increased the pressure as I took him in my mouth. Gently licking and tasting his thick manhood with fervor as his body tensed and juddered, his length spasming within me. His slick muscles glistening with perspiration quivered as he grunted and growled in a deep, throaty mumble. Then with a sudden release his generous load fired deep into my throat, coating it with his essence. His eyes opened as he looked at me while I drank in his delight.
2. Salivating over Jonathan’s Hot Load
I pressed my lips against his neck and started to suck, licking and smacking my way slowly up his throat. Every few seconds his body would shudder and pulsate in delight as I moved my tongue up his ripped and toned abdomen. When I reached his chest, he moaned and arched his back as I blew hot breaths onto his nipples. I lightly bit and nibbled, eliciting a low moan that made me even thirstier.
I reached his waistbands and, with trembling hands, I ripped off his jeans. The air was quickly filled with the scent of his arousal, a musky smell that clouded my head. We maneuvered ourselves onto the bed and every sensation seemed heightened. His wet tongue lapped at my neck as he started grinding between my legs. My entire body quivered in pleasure when I felt his hardened member gliding within me.
His hands explored every part of my body, pulling me in closer as he continued to thrust. He rolled on his back and I laid on top of him, riding him harder and faster as sweat started to trickle down our bodies. Our eyes locked, and I could see the passion and hunger in them as we both raced towards the finish line. Then his body tensed and he released his load. I felt his hot cum dripping into my mouth as I salivated over it. We both lay there, panting and completely spent, for what seemed like eternity.
3. Loving the Taste of His Pleasure
I Moaned with Pleasure
As my mouth filled with streams of his hot honey, I felt my chest constrict and my heart race. It was a pleasure unlike any other I had ever felt before–his salty yet sweet treat on my tongue, his giant manhood still quivering between my lips. His intense groans filled my ears as I swallowed the last drop of his heavy, creamy load, and I felt pure bliss emanating through every cell of my body. Jonathan finally pulled out of my mouth and my head lulled back, a satisfied smile on my lips.
Continue Our Loving Embrace
We were still in perfect yet passionate embrace, our bodies intertwined in the most intimate way. Our mouths hungrily tasting each other, our caresses so elderly intimate. I couldn’t help but feel this deep connection with Jonathan, these emotions stronger than I ever thought possible. We stayed like that for hours, exploring each other’s bodies, until we finally broke away from our near-lifetime connection. I still feel the warmth of Jonathan’s embrace like it was just yesterday.
4. Afterglow of a Gay Gutter Romance
I lay in his bed, our bodies entwined in a sweaty heap while his thick cock throbbed and pulsed inside me. His large hands embraced me with strength, warming me into further submission as his steady breaths and breathy moans filled the room.
I stared up at him, eyes wide with amazement, as his tight abs and perfect pecs glistened with sweat. I felt his thick, musky load surging within me—each stream hitting its mark—and a surge of endorphins blasted through my veins with intense pleasure.
As Jonathan hovered above me, Load dripping from his still erect penis, I savored the rapturous afterglow of our passionate coupling, whispering words of love and pleasure in between deep breaths. Emboldened by my admiration, Jonathan smiled,before leaning over for one final kiss.
The Conclusion
The night was just as sultry as he was, and as the stars of the evening drifted away and the city lights started to flicker, Jonathan finished inside me and spilled his hot, salty load down my throat. We kissed and cuddled, until the morning when I awoke, feeling the weight of the night before melting away in the soft glow of day. He was gone, but the memory of his masculinity and sensuality lingered in the air, while I remained alone in the gutter, forever changed.
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