Greyson’s lips trembled as his throat opened up, aching for his partner’s hot and salty cum. Greyson’s gift was this moment, a swallow of vitality, of passion. He felt a wave of pleasure flooding his body as he took it all in, allowing his lover to fill him until the intense heat subsided. Greyson’s gift had been received, savored, and consumed.
Browsing: Memorable
The streetlight lit his silhouette as he stepped out of the shadows. His dark eyes met mine, and I knew then that I’d found what I was looking for. His rough hands were gentle as he embraced me, and passion soon gave way to an unexpected sensuality. I’d never felt this before and I knew I’d never forget him.
Lust was palpable and Benjamin and I embraced like two men starved for each other. Our tongues explored every inch of flesh, as our hands roamed our naked bodies. The intensity was remarkable and we were cursed and blessed. We could never look away, for we were forever entwined in a sinful embrace of desire.
The floor was slick underneath me, as I felt my wrists being pinned to the cold, tiled walls by an unknown figure hidden in the shadows. His lips were hot as they met mine, whispering desire and promises of pleasure, while his hands explored my body, pushing me ever closer to the brink of wild abandon.
The sweetest suck of my life was from Carson’s cock. His veiny, muscular, gorgeous shaft aroused me completely, and when I opened my mouth, out came a passionate moan. His taste was salty and sweet, and his hard cock filled my mouth until I was choking. I’d never felt a pleasure like it before.
The room was awash with heat and sweat. His eyes searched for the touch of skin. The men, young and old alike, parted to let him join the revelry. Boundaries evaporated in the pleasure-charged air and no one remained aloof from the carnal revels of skin, flesh, and cries of passionate release. Together they celebrated pleasure, freedom, and the celebration of a Truman Capote-style group orgy.