#1906: Phallic Food Play
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In a surprising and delightful exploration of their bisexuality, Mike and Chris engage in an evening filled with laughter and intimacy. Driven by Mike's food fetish, they transform a ripe peach and a tub of cream into tools of sensual delight.
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Transcript
In the vast expanses of the digital world, two men chanced upon each other. One was Mike, a man with a soft-spoken voice, gentle mannerisms, and a unique proclivity for the mix of food and intimacy, particularly with fruits and cream. The other was Chris, a jovial, open-minded man, known for his adventurous spirit and ready laughter. Both were heteroflexible, secure in their sexuality, and enjoyed meeting other men.
It all started in an online forum, a haven for those exploring their sexual identity. Mike made a post about his interest in food play, describing his fondness for the sensual textures of fruit and cream. Chris, browsing through the posts, found himself fascinated and responded. Their rapport was instant and natural; a few laughs, a mutual understanding, a shared curiosity that led them to exchange contact information.
After a week of lively conversations, they decided to meet for a drink in London, where they both resided. They chose a cozy pub in Shoreditch, a trendy hub of diversity where the walls whispered tales of colourful encounters and stolen glances. As they shook hands for the first time, a spark of connection passed between them. They spent the evening immersed in delightful banter, gradually entering the realm of more intimate topics.
When the last call for drinks echoed through the pub, Chris suggested they continue their conversation at his flat, as it was nearby.
Mike, feeling comfortable and intrigued, agreed, and they ambled down the winding, moonlit streets of Shoreditch, towards Chris's flat. It was an old Victorian building that carried an air of rustic charm, with exposed brickwork and a tall chimney, reminiscent of a bygone era.
Inside, Chris's home was a testament to his eclectic personality, adorned with a mixture of modern art, vintage furniture, and an impressive collection of vinyl records. Mike felt at ease, surrounded by the warm colours and soft lighting, the rich scent of sandalwood from the burning incense enhancing the intimate atmosphere.
Noticing a basket of ripe peaches on the kitchen counter, Mike couldn't resist suggesting, he suggestively asked Chris whether they should involve some of the fruit in their fun tonight? He held a peach up with a mischievous glint in his eyes, the fruit's blush mirrored on his own cheeks.
Chris chuckled, his eyes lighting up with the prospect of new experience, and shrugged in a why not sort of way, eager to explore Mike's fondness for food play. They moved towards the bedroom, a peach in Mike's hand, and a tub of cream fetched from the fridge by Chris.
In the comfort and privacy of Chris's bedroom, they began their shared exploration with the ripe peach and the tub of cream. It was an endeavour born out of Mike's fondness for food play, and Chris was more than ready to explore this with him.
The peach was fresh, its velvety skin a shade of warm, deep orange, a perfect symbol of sensual pleasure. Chris was the first to dip the plump fruit into the thick cream, observing how the pale white complimented the peach's blush. Then, he traced a line of the cream-laden fruit over Mike's chest, leaving a chilly, creamy trail on the warm skin. The unexpected sensation made Mike shiver, a laugh escaping his lips, echoing the light-heartedness of the moment.
They took turns feeding each other small bites of the peach, heightened by the cream's smooth richness. Each bite was a mix of sweetness and laughter, of gentle teasing and sensual exploration. There was something deeply intimate about this shared experience, in the messiness, in the breaking down of conventional barriers. It allowed them to see each other in a new, uninhibited light, creating an atmosphere of trust and enjoyment.
Mike then smeared some cream over Chris's body, playfully drawing patterns and shapes. They laughed and joked, each touch increasing their mutual attraction, building a unique connection. Chris revelled in the coolness of the cream against his skin, and the ticklish sensation of the peach, enhancing the intimacy between them.
The peach and cream were no longer mere food items, but tools of exploration and pleasure, their role transforming the evening into a mix of humour, sensuality, and delightful surprises. The experience was about more than physical pleasure; it was about sharing a new experience, about openness and acceptance, about exploring uncharted territories of their desires.
Mike laying on his back, with smears of cream on his body enjoyed Chris touch, the cold wet peach touched his erect penis, the juice dripping down his shaft as Chris cupped both hands around the fruit and his phallus,moving them in motion the sensation unlike anything he’d felt before.
Chris removed the peach as he slowly dripped the cream over the tip of Mike's hard cock, the liquid running over his head, and down his shaft, inviting Chris in for a closer look. Without hesitation Chris lent forward, licking the tip of Mikes, tasting the mixtures of cream and pre cum on his lips, he was in ecstasy.
His Mouth quickly followed and the cream lubed the entry into his lips, he sucked the cream up from Mike's shaft before moving back down again, licking him clean. The pair chuckled with excitement and enjoyment, as Chris applied more cream, it wasn’t long before Mike's cock was in his mouth again, this time he wanted more Mike's cream.
His lips stayed tight around Mike's shaft, moving over the head of his cock he kept a steady motion as Mike's head pressed into the pillow. All the food play had gotten his cock hard, embracing every touch of Chris lips, over his piece he moaned out, telling Chris not to stoop.
Chris loved sucking Mikes cock, aroused and ready to bring him to climax his lips wet with cream and pre cum, he cupped Mikes balls, forcing his mouth up and down his cock, he could feel his cock hardened, as his hips began to shudder, his load exploded in Chris’ mouth.
Still hard, Chris lightened up his sucking, making sure he got every last bit of both creams from Mike's cock before sitting up with a playful smile as he moved himself to lay next to Mike. As Mike lay exhausted and satisfied in the soft, cream-dappled sheets, the room echoed their shared laughter. The peach and cream had added an extraordinary touch to their night.