As I lay on the bed, my cock throbbing in anticipation, I couldn’t help but think of the Brazilian porn stars that had driven me wild with their sensual performances. The way they’d take a dick deep into their mouths, expertly sucking and swallowing every inch, left me breathless.
Suddenly, my partner’s hand wrapped around my cock, sending shivers down my spine. “I know what you’re thinking about,” he whispered, his voice husky with desire. I didn’t need to respond; the way his fingers tightened around my dick told me he was on the same page as I was – gay for porn and all its glory.
He leaned in, his hot breath fanning over my cockhead as he began to suck me off. His lips wrapped tightly around my shaft, moving up and down with a slow, deliberate rhythm that had my balls drawing up tight. I could feel the warmth of his mouth, the gentle scrape of his teeth against my sensitive skin, sending sparks of pleasure shooting through my body.
My mind wandered back to those Brazilian porn stars – their smooth, dark skin, their cocks hard and uncut, their oral sex skills a wonder to behold. My partner’s fingers crept under the headboard, searching out the lube as he continued to suck me off with an intensity that left me gasping for air.
I reached down, my hand closing around his cock in a firm grip. It was thick and uncut, just like I loved it. I began to jerk him off in tandem with my partner’s oral assault on my dick. The friction of our bodies moving together, the sound of our heavy breathing and the slapping of flesh against flesh, all combined to create a sensory overload that left me teetering on the edge of climax.
As I came, my orgasm erupted like a volcano, spilling hot cum over my partner’s hand as he pumped his own cock in time with mine. In that moment, there was no better feeling than being gay and embracing the raw, unbridled sexuality that porn had taught me to crave.
