Date: Wed, 8 Jul 2009 08:39:23 EDT
From: Writersinterlude@aol.com
Subject: Throb of Tom

Throb of Tom  Copyright Alex Carr 2009

In the cool, cool of the evening I just love to be with Tom. He is my
absolute mentor, my lover, my everything and just being with him is like being
in heaven. He makes me feel so complete and utterly wanted and needed in
every  way. To feel the gentle touch of his fingertips sooth my soul with their
gentle  touch, the way he whispers the things he wants to do with me and
how he wants me  tonight.
Be with me my lover complete
Feel the rhythm of my soul
Touch  me there my elite
And you will have reached your goal
That's the way it is  with Tom, verses of love come through to me, being
with Tom is absolute  ecstasy.
"Pete, bend for me the way you do," he asks sensually, I can feel  the
wanting in his voice.
"Like this?" I ask as I crouch on all fours on the  bed. "With my boxers
on?"
"Yes but we'll soon have them off!" he replied, his  hand stroking my
buttocks beneath the seam of my boxer shorts. It felt gorgeous,  Tom knew how to
touch me, his fingers finding my firm balls, squeezing gently as  I wiggled
my hips, I was happy to be all arse for him, presenting it to him in  such
a way he could enjoy full access to me. There was something so very
enticing and intimate that way, to listen to his moans of ecstasy as his mouth
worked frantically between my cheeks, feeling the touch of his tongue move into
 me, sucking my very soul as he stripped and fucked me, making every single
 thrust more magic than the one before, moving me with him, his hands
clasped  tightly around my hips as he manoeuvred me the way he wanted me, deep
and rough  at first = then gentle and firm, holing it deep inside me as he
paused and felt  the throb of our pulse combine, feeling his cock rigid up me,
so good and so  wonderfully gratifying to be all arse for his fuck.
After the fuck he wanted  more, he wanted to suck me until I came, feeling
the rhythm build as his mouth  and tongue worked on me, stretching me back
tight as he took the bulb of my cock  tightly between his lips working his
tongue into my p-hole.. He turned asking  for the same and it was my pleasure
to taste him, to sniff him and to enjoy the  feel of good stiff cock inside
my mouth, bulging my cheeks and teasing my throat  as I sucked him whole, my
moth as full of the same cock that had just filled my  hole, the tho9ught
of that made me come like magic as he sucked my cream until I  was dry. I
knew he'd expect the same from me and I held my breath when the  climax was
imminent, his fresh hot cream filling my mouth, dribbling onto my  cheeks as
his face came down, smothered my lips with his, a long deep French  kiss to
taste our tastes combined. That was heaven, His fuck so good and  fulfilling,
his touch of me was magic and I am still thrilling to his touch  every time
my head hits my pillow, for he is still there inside, I can still  feel the
pulsing fuck of a few hours before inside me, can still feel his  fingers
taunting and rimming me, his mouth licking and sucking all of me.

One day he promised he will tie me up, I shall be his slave, to do, to be
all he desires, to leave me there for when he wants me, tied and ready for
his  wants and needs and deep desires. I look forward to that day, my life is
for him  to have and enjoy, today he beat me `till my cheeks were red  plum
red,  today he chose to use a strap, and then a cane, lashing me several
times until I  yelled for mercy, yet inwardly craving for his use of me
whichever way.

"I shall spank you with my bear hands tomorrow if you are good" he told me
 before he left, and the thought of that drives me nuts, feeling the slap
of his  big hands meet my ass cheeks, heaven pure heaven.
And then I know how he will  want his fuck afterwards, me tied and bound
with handcuffs and apple in my  mouth, a good squirt of his cream after a
mouth fuck - that's how it will be  with Tom - always exit9ng, always thrilling
to the core, and I shall always want  his fuck for ever more!