Joseph was a god-like beauty. Every inch of his toned, dark-olive body was exquisite. I savored his manliness, tasting every part of him, my tongue probing him deeper and deeper. I wanted to consume every piece of him. I’d never felt like this before. I was lost in his pleasure.
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He licked like it was an art form, tracing his tongue along my shaft in long, slow strokes that sent shivers across my skin. His mouth was hot, wet and inviting, devouring me completely as I erupted into pleasure.
I felt my head spinning as I spread Sean’s legs wider, extending my tongue ever further into his depths, breathing in the musty, musky scent of his sweaty tightness. I wanted to devour him whole, leaving nothing behind but the echo of my dripping passion, a reminder of our drunken, homoerotic romp.