A story written a long time ago

As I entered, I eagerly
embraced him, only to be pulled into his arms.
He was always domineering and passionate.
My lips had barely touched his when his tongue stubbornly probed in. My
hands reached out as well, and
I looked like I was suffocating, unsteady on my feet.
I don't remember how I moved from the sofa to the bedroom
. We kissed, biting and nibbling,
our desire quickly ignited in the entanglement of our tongues.
He leaned against the headboard, and I knelt on his right,
carefully cupping his erect penis in my hands
, licking, swallowing, and sucking.
He grabbed my long hair and pressed my head down,
sometimes fast, sometimes slow, but ultimately unable to contain his immense
size. I loved hearing the deep, suppressed breaths from deep within his throat.
His mouth was full, the world was full…
He leaned in, deftly putting on a condom and thrusting
inside!
His burning tongue kissed my earlobe and neck,
my world completely slipping out of my control. I
couldn't even breathe properly
, as if I would faint at any moment.
Our bodies were joined together, like glue,
wanting to pull away, yet sinking deeper and deeper.
The tangled emotions—reluctance, emptiness, anger, passion, hatred, love that couldn't be released—
were all surrendered to a simple yet endlessly repeated action: thrusting!
With each deeper penetration, my defenses crumbled,
and I could only beg for mercy: 'Too big,' 'Too deep,' 'Brother, slower…'
He didn't pull out, pressing my legs down to the sides and
whispering in my ear, 'Relax…'
It was like comforting me, or perhaps encouraging me.
I tried to adjust my breathing,
but it was no use!
With one deep thrust, I was completely lost again,
as if floating in the sky, carried by the wind and tossed to the clouds.
I could no longer distinguish between reality and illusion,
only knowing that I deeply loved this feeling
. "Brother, I want you! I want you!"
His rhythm was always slightly aggressive
, firm and powerful
, as if he wanted to stuff the whole world into my body.
My soul detached from my body,
tossing and turning between heaven and hell.
The code of my flesh seemed to have been unlocked by him.
With his hard and rapid strokes
, waves of pleasure came, and love juices
overflowed uncontrollably, splashing everywhere...

The two of us finally fell to earth.
I felt as if all my strength had been drained. While
struggling to put on my clothes,
he laughed and contradicted himself,
"Do you want it to be gentle or firm?"
"Do you like it fast or slow?"
Finally, he said seriously: You are not allowed to talk nonsense anymore!
Still enjoying the afterglow of the climax, I was powerless to refute...

The night grew colder and colder
, and a pool of spring water meandered. Ahead was
a bottomless abyss
, and behind was no return.
Better to enjoy it recklessly.

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