We ascended the stairs, his hand locked firmly onto my own, a promise of what was about to come. As we reached the top, all inhibition and hesitation dissipated in a cloud of anticipation; I had him, and he had me.
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He licked his lips and
brought out the big gun. His hips quivered as he dragged his tongue over each
bulging vein as his hot breath tickled down the shaft. His hand tightened as his
mouth enveloped the pearl, and a moan escaped his lips into the night sky.
He glanced across the barroom, eyes locking with Hunter’s, and it was an undeniable force that drew him to the dark-haired, muscular man. He was determined to make him his, and without a word, he moved closer, reaching out to caress Hunter’s body as his tongue brushed over his lips. His dark desire will take them both down to an underworld of exquisite pleasure.
The dark alley was no place for virgins. With the kind of heat Jameson was giving off, it felt like the fires of Hell had been unleashed upon me. I could feel my skin burning, his mouth and his tongue blazing against my body as he took my every breath away. With every suck and lick, I was closer to fornicating with the devil himself.
He lay back, letting out a pleasured moan as I licked and sucked his hard length with tender care. I’d never seen a cock this big before and it filled me, every inch stroking something deep within me until I was filled with desire and passion. An encounter I’d never forget, an adventure that had left me hungry for more.
I grabbed Thomas and pulled him in tight. His lips were on fire as we thrusted in sync, my hands gripping his sleek body. The sound of his moans grew louder and faster, until we both exploded in a violent burst of pleasure. After that night, I knew I’d never forget him or the way he felt, tasted, and smelled.
The warm silk of the curtain, the soft scent of the oils, the gentle hum of the music and the unknown pleasure that awaits inside…walk through the doorway and discover your own sensual secret in Glory Hole Heaven.
He tasted like fire and sin as our tongues twined in a passionate embrace. His hands seared my skin as they charted a passionate journey over my body. His touch sent currents of pleasure through me, my body trembling in anticipation of what was to come.
The palm-filled skyline of Rio rose up to a tantalizing challenge – and I answered it with a hungry smile. The energy of the city was almost tangible, enhanced with giant jewels of pleasure. Big dicks swinging around every corner, eager and waiting to be swept away into a night of raunchy, passionate embrace. My heart beat in time with that electrifying pulse, and I knew I was in for an unforgettable ride.
He stood there, smiling in his selfie, calling out to me from the phone screen, daring me to make it all real. To take his image, his beauty, his seductive form and turn it into an orgasmic embrace. His photo was the key to unlocking a passionate rendezvous, an intimate and lustful escapade of wild gay sex. I wanted to touch him, to kiss him, to feel his body against mine. I wanted it so badly and I could almost taste him on my tongue.