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Greyson’s body trembled with anticipation as I hovered inches above his skin – devouring his body with my gaze as I licked my lips hungrily. Then I let my tongue take over, exploring every delicious millimeter until I reached his core – digging deeper and deeper until his hips quaked uncontrollably. The night air filled with his cries of pleasure – a deliciously dark and gritty gay experience.

I couldn’t see in front of me, only the darkness. I had no idea what was ahead of me. But then Luke’s touch was like a match, igniting that fire inside me with no room for innocence or purity. What was meant to be a simple initiation to my new world ended up being a night of pleasure and pain that I would never forget.

The club was a frenzied hurricane of sweaty muscle, loud music and raw sexuality. As I ventured out on the dark floor, I felt the heat of hungry eyes gazing boldly at me – that overwhelming pulse of energy that only happens under the strobe lights. I held a stranger’s gaze and felt myself trembling as his hands began to caress my body to the beat of the music, an intimate dance in the dark.

Cooper and I locked eyes as soon as we entered the room. He stepped forward, pressed his body against mine. Our searing kiss was filled with passion and a hint of something sinister. The temperature rose as Cooper ravished me. I surrendered to his wanton desires, and ours was a night of pleasure and pain I won’t soon forget.

He was hot with need, his sweat dripping onto my fingertips as I brushed them across his chest. His hungry mouth sought out my own, grasping hungrily and punishing as he claimed me in a passionate kiss. In the dark shadows, our desire and heat shimmered, creating a frenzied passion that demanded to be satisfied.

Carson wanted to find something darker than he could imagine. He naïvely thought this affair would be a spark, but instead found himself enveloped in a wild initiation of a most erotic kind. He was engulfed by a domineering hunger and succumbed to a raw power he’d never known before. There was no holding back — the night bled into an intense, fiery night of gay desire.

He slid his hands across my chest, tracing circles around my nipples as he stared into my eyes, his lips pursing against the desire that we shared. We both knew that the night ahead would be wild, passionate, and feverishly intense. No games, no guessing, every extreme desire of ours brought to life. It was a gritty love affair, a dangerous liaison, but one that we craved.

He was behind me then; large hands on my shoulders, pressing down gently. I could feel every inch of him, the warmth radiating from his body, the musk of his sweat. He was a wild beast unleashed, going at me like a rutting stag, overflowing with an uncontrollable passion. He took me, and I wanted it, every second and I was in rapture.