this afternoon. He broke away and climbed up on the bed beside me and said, “Roll over – I want yours, too.”

He crawls up on top of me for 69 and my raging hardon stands up as straight as a flagpole. I put my lips back around his hot cock, dangling out of his tight jeans, and he says “Wow – what a beautiful cock you have there – I don’t know if I can take all that, but I’m sure gonna try!” And with that, immediately deep-throats my entire 9 inches in one lunge.

He pulls slowly back up the length of my rod, his hot lips caressing every inch of my manhood while his hands are doing wonderful things to my thighs and asscheeks. I let his now-fully-erect cock slip out of my mouth so I can wail “Oh, GOD, that’s so good, oh, please, do it like that, oh…” etc. I am so lost in pent-up excitement that I can’t keep up with sucking him, as much as I want to – I am too close to cumming, and he is bringing me slowly, inexorably, gloriously closer. I tell him “I’m gonna shoot – pull off, man – I can’t hold it – oh well, here goes!” But he doesn’t pull off – he stays right with me as I blast my load into him, and he catches every drop.

He switches around again and kneels above me, his lean thighs on both sides of my waist, and kisses me with a mouthful of my cum, which he shares with me. He dribbles the last of it out into his hand, with some of his spit, and slides down me until his head is between my legs. I am so delirious with sexual pleasure that he has to tell me to raise up my asscheeks – and then he smears the mix of cum and spit from his hand onto my asshole, and rubs some of it in with a finger. He moves his sweet face down between my legs – I can’t believe that after all the dreaming and fantasizing I have done about this hunky stud all these months that he is about to rim me. He sticks his tongue into my hole and swirls it around like the whirling rotors of a helicopter. I’m semi-hard again, and start dribbling man-juice again, which he scoops up off of my abdomen with one finger, and then inserts that finger into my ready hole. I am groaning and moaning with pleasure now, and he is breathing as heavily as he did when he was playing he sax, his chest expanding and his pecs pumping up again, and his taut abs showing tighter with every cycle of inhale and exhale.

Tony’s rod is standing straight up out of his jeans, his balls gleaming pink against the denim, and he leans over me and whispers “I want to fuck you” And I grab him and kiss him and said, “Oh please God fuck me yes Fuck me hard yes…” or some such gibberish.

He moves me back straight on the bed and throws another pillow between my head and the headboard. He spits into his hand again and smears it on his cock and presses the uncut tip against my ready-and-waiting ass. He is trying to go in easy but I want this man so bad I grab his denim-clad ass with both hands and pull him into me. I yell – he is not huge, but still