John unzipped his jeans and shoved his huge, hard cock into his lover’s mouth. The thrill of pleasure zapped through him as John moaned, filling his mouth with John’s love and lust – taste, texture, and a deeper understanding of them both.
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I can still feel his unbridled hunger, his body rocked with relentless heat and unquenchable passion. I blushed as Grayson slowly consumed every inch of me, invading each crevice of my body until I completely shattered with pleasure- and innocence.
The heat was palpable as we melted together in the dark, barely visible to the other despite our hands and mouths roaming and exploring, our skin and lips barely touching, sparking a current of searing passion that suddenly ignited a wild fire of ecstasy between us.
He moved with a deliberate slowness, trailing a line of hot kisses and exploring caresses down my body, heating me up with a burning anticipation. My heart pounded in anticipation of what lay beyond that teasing promise. I wanted it all, and prepared myself for the thrilling journey of our passion.
He wanted to take me there, to a place where mouths that lusted after each other eagerly in order to get as close as possible to such an assful of envy-filled delight. His passionate desire for me was palpable and as he sunk deeper into me, I could feel the intense heat of our carnal connection fill the room.
He smiled and our eyes locked. His gaze was simmering with naughty intent. My heart began to race while I imagined him undressing me, pinning me against the wall and exploring my body with his fingers. I could feel his raw sexual energy radiating through me and I wanted him more than anything else.
It was a tingly night of exploration, the two of us, wandering in and out of each other’s pleasure zones, like kids in a candy store. Henry was hesitant, exploring the world of the flesh with unsure hands. I, achieving the milestones of manhood with little grace, found myself enraptured with each inch of him, caressing and tasting the unfamiliar softness of him.
He glided in and out, hard and smooth, demanding more and more with every thrust. His sweat-laced body intoxicating my nostrils and my soul. With one final stroke he gave me his love and not long after we both fell to the floor, spent and exhausted but still deeply intertwined. He brushed away the strands of hair from my face and softly kissed my forehead – and I was left covered in his love.
The alley was quiet and dark as he pressed me against the cold, unforgiving brick wall. He moved his hands quickly, as if to explore every inch of my desire-hungry body. Our lips met, our tongues entwined, and time became a blur of moans and pleasure. In that moment, lust and pleasure climaxed together within me, setting me free.
He had bared himself to me for the very first time. His slender body and soft curves tantalized me, and soon my hands were all over him. His delicate gasp as he allowed himself to be explored was pure sweet music to my ears. I felt like I was soaring, and for that moment, nothing else mattered.