I lay sprawled across the bed, my dick twitching with anticipation as I gazed at his porn-perfect physique, a canvas of sweat-glistened muscles rippling beneath tanned skin. The Brazilian stud’s cock jutted out from a thatch of dark pubes, beckoning me to take it in my mouth.
As he climbed onto the bed, his eyes locked onto mine with a hungry intensity, and I felt my resolve melt like wax on a scorching summer day. He lowered himself onto my chest, his weight a gentle pressure as he wrapped his strong arms around my neck, pulling my face into the cradle of his thighs.
My mouth watered at the sight of that uncut cock, its ridged head glistening with pre-cum, begging to be sucked. I took him in deep, my lips closing around the base of his shaft as I began a slow, sensual rhythm, my tongue tracing the length of his dick in a dance of oral worship.
He groaned, his hips bucking upward as he fucked my mouth, his fingers tangling in my hair to pull me deeper, harder. The room was heavy with the scent of sex and sweat, the air thick with our mutual desire.
I felt his cock throb in my hand, a signal that he was about to come, and I quickened my pace, my lips working him like a porn star giving a blowjob. His cum shot into my mouth, a hot, salty flood that left me gasping for air as he collapsed onto my chest, spent.
For a moment, we lay there, our bodies entwined, the sound of ragged breathing the only soundtrack to the raw, erotic encounter we’d just shared. I knew in that instant, this was one fuck session I wouldn’t soon forget – a true gay porn fantasy come to life.
