He moaned as my tongue slowly lapped up every trail of creamy joy cascading down his body. I savored each drop, eager for more of his sweet nectar. Muscles clenched as the intense pleasure threatened to overwhelm him. His emotional rapture filled our sacred chamber, and hunger was replaced with a deep satisfaction. We had licked each other to the last drop.
Browsing: Short Story
He opened the door and half-grinned knowingly at me, casual but seductive. I felt my breath leaving me and my heart racing. His body was like a work of art, toned and tight with broad shoulders and a narrow waist. His gaze was fixed on me, alive with carnal hunger, and I knew what was coming next. My pulse throbbed in anticipation.
He spread his legs and opened up, allowing me to slip into his hypnotic grip. His tight, warm walls pressed around my tongue, kissing me with each thrust. Heat filled the air, white-hot with ecstasy, as I tasted his essence and caressed his depths with love. A guttural cry of pleasure echoed in my ears as I unleashed my dark, intense desires…
I couldn’t believe it. When his trousers dropped to his feet, and without any underwear in the way, there it was, the monster cock of my dreams, ready to be sucked. I took it in my mouth and licked and sucked it until I could feel his excitement and relished in my own. Every stroke released a wave of intense pleasure as I felt my Daddy’s sex fill my soul with homoerotic ecstasy.
Jace sighed, his eyes fluttering as I licked and sucked my way down his chest. My mouth just couldn’t get enough of his salty taste. I teased him with my tongue and made sure to leave no spot untouched. His breaths were getting heavy and I felt his body tense up. My depth of penetration increased, Jace couldn’t take it any longer. His body trembled as I took him to the brink of passion.
He grabbed my face in both his hands and his lips crushed mine, hard. I felt a million volts of electricity sparking through my body. His hands were so strong, so dominating. He pressed his hips against mine and I felt the pop of our cocks, warm and inviting. I would never forget the pleasure of his kiss, of his chest against mine as I gave in to the pleasure and intensity of the moment.
As they embraced, Oliver loosened his grasp long enough for his load to become dislodged from behind and start a slithering descent down the length of their bodies – inciting a chorus of groans from their passionate union.
Kneeling before Wesley, I saw his glimmering eyes, as if on fire with passion for me. His breath was intoxicating, like a sweet, forbidden elixir. My lips grazed his trembling flesh, soft and velvety. His moan became my symphony as my tongue explored the dark depths of his desire. I followed his every lead, savoring each moment of our homoerotic journey.
He trembled in her embrace, aroused by her soft curves, her inviting lips, and the thick, hard secret between her legs. His size mattered not, he soon discovered, for she was ready for anything, eager to be ravished by his passionate touch. Love and pleasure filled the air as they indulged in a timeless night of passion.
He layed me down and pushed me against the gritty brick wall of the alley. His hands feverishly explored my body with a wild passion. His lips took ownership of me, like I was the only thing that mattered in the world. I felt alive for the very first time, and I never wanted the feeling to end.