Making the Earth Move
© Alex Carr. 2007

Sex with Alby was always so good, something we both shared so beautifully. When he came to visit me it would always be the same, he’d be wearing something special to set me aflame. He knew how I loved to enjoy him in silky black underwear, how I loved to let my fingers slide over his lunch box, always so full and enriching to enjoy to the full.

We always laughed about that, I mean my calling it his lunch box, but in a way it was very significant, I could feel on him for ages and ages…

I do enjoy him so. When he came we simply acknowledged each other with the sharing of that certain expression and look in the eyes. The look that said everything, how much we had looked forward to this moment of being with each other and sharing each other once more in our very own special way.

Then he would exit into the bathroom for a couple of minutes and when he emerged he was completely naked except for those tight boxer shorts he knew I loved. I simply edged up to him, felt him, the fullness there as I guided him to the bedroom where he simply relaxed, stretched out on his back, in anticipation of what would soon come.

“I love the way you play with my cock and the way you suck and ball me.”

He muttered with that exiting stutter - the sheer thrill and excitement already there after just one squeeze as I sat there on the edge of the bed beside him. And that first squeeze was so wonderful, just the absolute softness yet firmness all in one, and I loved the way he twiddled his toes as I began to wank him.

I just loved to see his bulge moving with each throb beneath his boxers as he laid there, eyes half closed, sort of whimpering which I found so adorable. Likened to a pussycat purring for his milk. I wanted his cock make no mistake, I craved now to get that close up view of his hard throbbing cock standing to attention especially for me. After cradling him through his boxers I gently finger teased his balls, my fingers creeping up beneath his boxers now, they were so wonderfully firm as always and so warm. How I loved to feel and tease them. I slowly stripped him, slipping his boxers down over his knees as he lifted them for me, allowing me to slip them off him completely. I whispered for him to keep his knees bent and open up for me just as wide as he possibly could so I could enjoy and explore him in every wonderful and delightful way. He was whimpering again, it was so appealing. Looking at him now I knew why he turned me on and why I wanted him in every way. I knelt on the carpet beside the bed now and turned so I was comfortable to enjoy him. That cock so huge, a good eight inches of pure unadulterated stiff cock and all for me, all for me to enjoy and indulge and later, feel it’s plunge deep up inside me.

With Alby I was doing things that, before I knew him, I would have presumed repulsive, but with him, all that seemed to go out of the window and even if there was something he liked me to - and it was not really for me, I simply