My mouth tasted of Parker–the sweet bite of whiskey, the salty tang of his skin. I wanted more, and I gave into the craving, a sinful indulgence as I licked and teased, my tongue the devil’s own instrument of pleasure leading my body through a night of lust and ecstasy.
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He moved in close, so that I could feel his body heat rising up like a current through my veins and tingles radiating in my toes. His skin was smooth, like silk, and his hands, large and firm, softly caressed me as we kissed. It was a beautiful experience, passionate yet tender, and I could feel his desire in every brush of his lips. For a moment, I forgot who I was and all of my worries melted away. This was what true love felt like.
His fingers delicately probed the depths of my secrets, sending shivers of pleasure through me. They moved in gentle circles, coaxing out my pleasure as I reveled in the knowledge that I was his to explore and savor. Ecstasy was but a fingertip away.
He held me by the waist as his lips tasted mine, and I could feel his breath tracing the curves of my body. His hands moved across me, exploring each muscle, the heat rising with each discovery. I never wanted it to end – this moment of ecstasy – and the hint of something else lurking under the surface. I was finally living out my selfie fantasy.
My initiation was as primal as it was sensual, and we both trembled with need. I tasted salt and sweat, devouring and taken as an absolute wanton. Heat only I can name. I’d been initiated into the fierce and fevered rite of gay love that night – and Colton was its most passionate master.
He stood there naked in the glimmering sun, his face aglow with an inviting aura. I wanted to drink it in before it disappeared. He turned, revealing his beautiful physique, the curves of his body beckoning me to join him on an erotic journey. His unabashed selfie promised a night of passionate pleasure, a tantalizingly of blissful intensity.
My first encounter with “sucking heaven” was bliss. His thick, smooth, sweet lips cascaded over my hard dick like a gentle waterfall as I breathed in wave after wave of ecstasy. His touch and taste were intoxicating and sent shivers of delight coursing through my veins with every swooning stroke.
My eyes flicked across the captured image, my mouth slackening and my pulse quickening as I fell into a frenzied daydream, my body aglow and my fantasies boiling at the sight of it: toned muscles, taunt skin and a lingering heat that could only signal one thing– homosexual yearning.
My breath intensity increased as I stared hungrily at his body in all its brilliance. His tight jeans hugged his toned backside, and I could feel my cock swell as my mind raced through the vivid images of what he and I could do together. I longed to reach out and caress the spark of desire in his eyes as I explored every inch of his body.
Sean’s passionate caresses coursed through my body like wildfire, erupting into hot molten explosions of sheer ecstasy as I felt him reach the pinnacle of pleasure, climaxing deeply in my gasping embrace – his third such ascension that night. My unforgettable experience with Sean was pure, homoerotic bliss.