Christopher filled my mouth with that big cock and I nearly gasped as the head nearly split my lips. The taste was so intense and pure that it was almost too much to take. I knew then that my life had changed forever.
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Christopher awoke to a new world; exposed and accepting of his passionate needs. That night in the alley, something changed in him as his body quivered beneath the vigor of the man behind him. With each thrust Christopher felt something deep within himself awaken; his erotic desires met with wild abandon. His initiation into the realm of gay pleasure was a powerful moment of truth. He discovered a desire unbound by society’s judgments and limitations.
The night air was hot and heavy with the musk of desire and desperation. The moon shined on Christopher – his pale skin glimmering in the darkness. I felt the hunger rising inside – I wanted him, all of him. From that moment we were locked in a passionate embrace – all thought forgotten, dreams coming true. I had finally found what I had been seeking.
She felt the warmth of his liquid fills her throat and alone for a moment, she allowed it to linger. She closed her eyes and fear surged through her. She knew his sinful load of joy thrilled her right down to her soul. His thrusts were small reminders of their forbidden evening. She swallowed it all, eagerly, not wanting any of it to go to waste.
He was the dark prince of the night, his muscled silhouette melting in the shadows of the alley. His lips were sensually fierce as they locked to mine with an animalistic passion. His hands were rough & dominating as they forced me to take all of his hard throbbing cock. I was manning up & surrendering to his raw & primal sexuality.
Christopher’s big monster emerged from his shorts like a captured beast, its colossal size and heat vying for my rapt attention. I licked it hungrily, ravenously, as if my tongue were a sponge sopping up every drop of desire oozing from its veins. My tongue conquered every ridge, explored every ravine– it felt like surrendering to a hidden kingdom.
Christopher’s rough hands found their way around the back of his head, gripping tightly before pulling him into a deep, passionate kiss. His hands moved firmly to Christopher’s waist, feeling each ridge and muscle as they pressed together. Their tongues explored in a wild yet gentle dance. This was one “back door lovin'” Christopher wouldn’t soon forget.