Date: Sat, 26 Dec 2015 14:40:29 -0800
From: coyotetale42@gmail.com
Subject: Christmas Sex

Last night, my boyfriend and I had some of the most mind blowing sex ever.

It was a Christmas miracle it ever happened in the first place. We were at
my parents house, so we didn't have any lube. My sister was up, so we had
to stay quiet. And we had just watched Futurama, so we were feeling pretty
mellow and cuddly. But I wanted something in my butt, so I got up to shit
and shower and prep myself. But after using the bathroom, I found him
curled up tight on the bed. Shrugging it off, I left him a text saying he
could join me in the shower if he got up, and started rinsing off. He
startled me when he appeared in the doorway, and I invited him in. We
shared our first naked embrace in a week, and my hands grasped desperately
at his back as we made out under the water. He was pawing my bubble butt as
I grasped at his ass, both of us squeezing handfuls of eachother in a need
to feel the other molded under our hands. Our eyes were open the whole
time, as we tried to take in as much of our lover as we could. My cock was
rock hard, pressed right against our abs as his thick meat woke up. Turning
off the water, he went down on his knees to appreciate my dick. Deep
throating it a couple times, his own cock rose to complete hardness as he
blew me. My boyfriend is an amazing cocksucker. His tongue curled around
the head, and I ran my hands through his wet hair as his mouth brought my
body to higher pleasures. But I made him stand up, because I needed to
service his cock. On my knees, I marveled at its heft with one hand, the
other locked on my cock, my eyes meeting his far above me. I wasted no time
with licking around the head or slipping my head under his foreskin, like i
would do with a lore leisurely blowjob. After a couple thrusts, where I got
about half of his cock into me, I held my breath and impaled my head on his
meat. I'm proud of how far I've come in that regards. He's longer than
average, but his true gift is his girth. His cock is as thick as an iPhone
5 screen, and it took me at least a year before I could habitually fit him
in to the base. But tonight, it took no warm up before my nose was in his
pubes, my chin against his balls, his cockhead pushing past my tonsils,
foreshadowing his eventual conquering of a different hole. I gagged, but
forced myself to stay on it, barely managing to keep down my dinner, but
eliciting a well deserved moan. I lifted my head an inch, before pushing it
back, face fucking myself on his cock. I knew I had to get as much of that
thicker saliva from the back of my throat onto his meat to use as
lube. When I think I got enough on there, I stood up, but before I could
continue our make out session, he flipped my body around, pushing me
face-first against the wall. Instinctively, I popped my ass out, awaiting
his talented tongue which was soon to come. He dove right in, spearing my
hole with his tongue, reaching around to stroke my iron cock. I rested my
head on the cool tile, my body melting to his ministrations. I could feel
the stress leaving my muscles, I knew my hole was loosening up, preparing
for the immanent penetration it could sense.

We started by just my running his cock up and down my crack, uncertain if
my hole could take this lubeless fuck. Wantonly, I looked back at him,
begging him with my eyes to push me up against the wall and take me. But he
toyed with me a bit, pinching a nipple with one hand, stroking my cock with
the other, as he ground his uncut meat between my cheeks. "You want this?"
he whispered, grabbing my hair and forcing me to look at him.

"Fuck me, babe," I murmured back, reaching with one hand to his dick,
positioning it so the head rested right up against my hole. We started by
just pushing his head in. It glided in with nothing more than our mixed
salivas, and he kept it there for a second to adjust. I held back at first,
just letting him fuck me with his head, building up my own need to get
drilled. I jerked him off as I pushed his head in, then pulled it all
out. It was like that initial penetration, that first feel of bottoming,
the elegant pressure as your body gives way to be reshaped by a cock,
repeated over and over. The more we did this, the more I needed him all the
way inside me, and I could see the primal lust in his eyes, the barely
constrained animal that was made to fuck.

When I let go of his cock to jerk mine, he took his window of
opportunity. He began slowly pushing more of his cock in, stretching my
hole into a familiar shape. I didn't resist; I pushed back, until I could
feel the bristles of his pubes against my cheeks. We locked eyes again. I
wrapped an arm around his neck, pulling his head down to one of my
nipples. He nibbled it as we stood there, connected closer than most two
men can be. He started pulling out an inch or so, before repeatedly
bottoming out in my receptive hole. Over the next half an hour, he fucked
me, turning my ass inside out with his huge cock. I was hard as steel the
entire time, very rarely needing to touch my own dick, and often times
smacking his hand away when he tried to jerk me, afraid that the
stimulation would finish me off. He growled as he applauded me for becoming
such a slut for his cock, and how my ass was made to take hung dicks. I
would reach back, putting him in a headlock, making him smell my pits as he
fucked me, until he hit the spot that make my grip weaken and my legs go
weak. While most of the time I was looking back at him fucking me,
sometimes I would have to lean against the wall for support, my forehead
meeting the tile, as I relied on being caught between a wall and a hard
cock to hold me up. He called me his boy, his slut, his love, and I growled
the same things back at him. Determined to give him the best Christmas
fuck, I clenched my hole on every stroke, imagining my anus was jerking him
off as he fucked me. A couple times he paused, his face caught in that
half-way-to-orgasm state, and I knew that all it would take to make him cum
was a quick tightening of my hole. But I didn't press my advantage; now
that his cock was in me I wanted this fuck to last ages. When he slowed his
strokes down, I sped mine up, pushing my ass into his pelvis, impaling
myself as deep as I could. He marveled at how my butt bounced and jiggled,
giving it a couple soft slaps to facilitate more booty waves. I reached
under my legs, fingering the junction where our bodies were fused,
wondering if I could slip a few fingers in alongside his cock. Deciding
against it this time, because my body does have some limitations, I rubbed
my sphincter, loving just how stretched it was. At one point, i was in a
daze. I don't remember much except I had reached that nirvana that happens
when your entire body has been transformed into a receptacle for men. It
only lasted a minute or two, and when I came down from it I realized I had
been moaning a little too loud. I looked back at him and said, "I love
you."

My cock was aching from how long it had been this crazy hard. I had leaked
enough precum to fill a shot glass; I needed release. "Cum for me, baby,"
he groaned into my ear, and with only a couple strokes on my dick I was
shooting my load all over the wall. I can only imagine how it felt for him,
with my hole clenching spasmodically around his meat, and I'm surprised he
didn't cum right there and then, breeding me with his seed. I was out of my
mind with pleasure, my cock firing huge shots, slowly, each one built up
from the pressure of him inside me. Still, after I came, I didn't feel
drained. He kept on thrusting in for a few minutes, before telling me to
get on my knees. He pulled out, and after rinsing off his dick, I knelt
before him staring up at him. His huge cock eclipsed his face, as he
stroked it over mine. I licked and kissed the inside of his thighs, until
he warned me he was going to cum. I angled my face upwards, a cheeky grin
on my lips, awaiting his juice to come raining down on me. The first blast
hit my cheek, right underneath my eye, which had been hurriedly closed in
foresight. The second shot hit my lips, the rest splattering onto my chest
and abs. I looked up at him, my face marked with his love. "Merry
Christmas, babe."