Ricky’s eyes locked onto my cock as I strode into the porn store, his gaze a sensual caress that left me hard and aching. I’d met him online, bonding over our shared love of gay porn and raw, unfettered sex. Now, here we were, in a dimly lit shop filled with the explicit sounds and sights we craved.
He sidled up to me, his fingers brushing against my dick as he reached for a magazine. “Feeling some inspiration?” I asked, my voice low and husky, mirroring the desire building between us. Ricky’s eyes never left mine, his pupils dilating with arousal as he selected a few titles featuring powerful cocks and eager mouths.
As we made our way to the counter, Ricky’s hand found its way into my pants, his fingers closing around my dick like a warm, wet vice. I groaned, feeling my cock jerk in response, and he smiled, a sly, knowing glint in his eye. “You’re a natural exhibitionist,” he whispered, his breath hot against my ear.
Outside, the neon lights of the adult bookstore cast a provocative glow over the sidewalk. Ricky leaned in, his lips brushing against mine as we stood on the crowded corner, our public display drawing admiring glances from passersby. I felt my cock throb with excitement, my desire for him growing with each passing moment.
We stumbled back to his place, our hands and mouths never parting as we devoured each other in a frenzy of oral sex, our cocks slick with saliva and precum. Ricky’s lips wrapped around my dick, his suck a perfect blend of rough and gentle, and I came hard, my orgasm like a raw, primal shout echoing through the room.
As we lay entwined on the bed, our bodies still trembling from the intensity of our passion, Ricky whispered, “You’re the star of my private show.” And in that moment, with his dick still buried deep within me, I knew I was forever hooked on this raw, unbridled sex and the man who inspired it.
