Page 8 of Sypher

Fuck!

Overwhelmed by an intense longing, I desperately yearned to get on my bike and ride for two hours to reach the heavenly place I was certain was there waiting for me. But the first time was a mistake.

I would never do that again.

I couldn’t do that again.

I promised myself.

With force, I tugged on my stiff cock, simultaneously squeezing my swollen balls and massaging them while I intensified the pressure on my dick.

Please let me come quickly!

The bouncing of my bed helped my cause as I continued the furious pace of spanking my dick, and all the while, getting harder and harder.

I was so close.

I could feel the tightening.

That glorious release was within my reach.

Then, like always, I remembered who I was fucking.

“What do you want, Danny?” his sultry, husky voice asked.

“I want to know what I’ve been missing,” I growled. “I want to fuck you, kiss you. I want your body next to mine when I wake up. I want to watch you lick me all over, suck me off as I watch you swallow every drop of my cum.”

The sultry smile before me had my cock straining against my jeans.

“Thought you’d never ask.”

I had long deprived myself of this particular pleasure, but I decided that for this one night, and this night alone, I would finally indulge. For as long as I could remember, I harbored a dark secret to taste the forbidden fruit, to experience the searing heat of a single kiss, and to know the profound intimacy of love, if only for a fleeting moment.

I stood immobile as I watched the sexy blond walk forward, running hot, fevered hands over my short hair. For the first time, I yearned for longer hair that someone could pull and play with. Throughout my life, I had found satisfaction in facing challenges and hardships, yet at this precise juncture, I was completely at the mercy of fate, rendered utterly incapable of influencing my present situation.

The rich aroma of dark roast coffee filled my nostrils when his soft tongue, wet and warm, licked my neck. The tactile and olfactory sensations were so intense that, with my eyes tightly shut, I shuddered uncontrollably. Unexpectedly, and without warning, incredibly warm and delightful lips pressed against mine. Then, a hot tongue invaded my mouth, causing a sensual moan to escape my lips.

The feeling was completely novel, entirely unprecedented in my experience, and yet, paradoxically, I found myself completely enthralled by it, loving every moment. My response was immediate when I plunged my tongue into his fiery depths. A violent, uncompromising assault began as hands moved repeatedly up and down my back, aggressively pulling at my shirt until finally, warm hands touched my bare skin for the first time.

As I lifted my shirt to get it out of the way, the assault on my mouth was momentarily interrupted, only to begin again with even more vigor as if no interruption had ever occurred. His tantalizing hands roamed over my firm chest, teasing and tugging at my sensitive nipples.

A wave of intense pleasure sent shivers of ecstasy up my spine, making my skin tingle.

This was actually happening.

I couldn’t wrap my mind around it, nor did I want to.

It felt so right, oh so wrong, and so fucking fantastic!

With a sigh, the kiss broke, and then those soft, warm lips, like plush velvet, slid down my throat, finding a home in the hollow of my neck, rubbing and caressing their way down my chest.

A tidal wave of unprecedented sensations crashed over me, leaving me utterly saturated and reeling from the sheer intensity of the experience. I’d given my body over to others many times before, submitting to their desires, but the overwhelming nature of these new sensations completely escaped my control. I had convinced myself that a single night of ardent passion would suffice. One taste, and my needs would be fully satisfied. With those feverish hands and that wicked mouth moving over me, a profound realization washed over me. I had unearthed something within my very being, something so fundamentally transformative that it would forever eclipse all other experiences.

With sudden clarity, I grasped what my heart truly ached for, what it desperately required, and what it intensely desired.

“Clothes off, Danny,” his voice demanded.

Quickly dispensing with my pants, I was left standing naked. My hard cock jutting out while those hot hands grabbed my dick and began the slow, torturous movement of jerking me off. I watched as the sexy blond smiled, then kneeled before me. Working every square inch of my cock with his scorching mouth, I moaned, “Oh fuck, that feels so good.”

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