I laced my fingers through his short, spiky hair, pulling him closer to my eager face. My tongue darted out, tracing the outline of his dick, a chiseled masterpiece of cock flesh that begged for attention. His pre-cum glistened, an invitation to indulge in the sweet nectar within.
His mouth enveloped my cock, warm and wet, as he began to suck with a hunger that left me breathless. I arched into his oral assault, my dick throbbing with each deliberate pull of his lips. The tip of his tongue danced along the sensitive underside, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through my body.
I broke away from the intense blowjob, my hands still tangled in his hair, and gazed down at him with a raw hunger. “Suck me harder,” I growled, my cock straining against the fabric of my pants as if desperate to break free. His eyes locked onto mine, a glint of challenge flashing before he complied.
His lips wrapped around my dick once more, this time with an added ferocity that left me gasping. The pressure built, a tidal wave of pleasure crashing through me as I spilled into his eager mouth. He swallowed, his throat working to milk every last drop from my cock, and I felt my orgasm wash over me like a tsunami.
Breathless, I collapsed back onto the bed, my dick still pulsing with aftershocks. His eyes sparkled up at me, a triumphant glint that left no doubt he was as satisfied as I by our raw, gay encounter. The air was thick with the scent of sex and sweat, a potent reminder of the carnal pleasures we’d indulged in – and the many more to come.
