The room was dimly lit, the shadows casting an eerie glow on the contours of your body. My eyes trailed down your muscular form to the source of my fascination: your hard cock, pulsating with anticipation. It throbbed menacingly against the fabric of your jeans, a testament to your unrelenting desire.
I slowly moved in, closing the gap between us, inhaling deeply as I took in the scent of your skin, sweat mingling with the musky aroma of arousal. Our eyes locked, a silent communication that spoke volumes about our shared lust. Without warning, you reached out and grasped my hand, guiding it to the bulge in your pants.
Your palm was hot, your grip firm but not too rough, giving me control as I tentatively began to rub your cock through the material of your jeans. It swelled even more under my touch, begging for attention. You let out a low moan, breaking the silence that had enveloped us.
I slid my hand inside your pants and felt the heat emanating from your skin. Your hardened length filled my palm, its girth impressive as it stretched to its full potential. I stroked you gently at first, feeling the veins that ran along the shaft, pulsing in time with your heartbeat. You let out a soft gasp, your eyes fluttering shut momentarily before locking back onto mine.
The rhythm increased, my hand moving up and down on your cock in time with your breathing. Your hips bucked against my touch, each thrust bringing you closer to the edge of release. I could feel your excitement building, the tension in your muscles mirroring the tension within your groin.
Your hand slipped from mine, reaching down to guide me along your length as you took control. The sensation was almost overwhelming; each stroke sent shivers down my spine and into my core. You leaned forward, your breath ragged and labored, urging me to continue as we both reached our climax simultaneously.
Your cock twitched in my hand, releasing a torrent of semen that coated my palm and fingers. I watched as it dribbled down your shaft, creating a glistening trail of your essence. Your body tensed for an instant before relaxing back into submission, the euphoria evident on your face.
We remained still for what felt like hours, our chests rising and falling in sync with each other's labored breathing. The room was silent save for the sound of our hearts pounding in unison, a testament to the intensity of our encounter.
As I pulled away from you, your gaze never wavered. It was as if we were bound together by more than just physical attraction; our souls intertwined in a dance that would continue long after our bodies had been sated.