Date: Wed, 24 Dec 2003 18:24:14 -0800 (PST)
From: rimpigfl <rimpigfl@yahoo.com>
Subject: THE CHRISTMAS ANGEL 3

Disclaimer: This is just a story. But it is more than a story. First of
all, it is my 50th Story for the Nifty Archive. Beyond that, it is my
Christmas Present to all of my readers. May your lives be filled with the
joy and love of this Season and may each of you find your own 'Angel'.

THE CHRISTMAS ANGEL
Part III
By RimPig   2003

As Mike carried me, it was like I was a little kid again. I felt so safe,
so secure in his strong, muscular arms. His scent surrounded me - that raw,
male scent that I loved so much. It had been 12 years since I'd smelled it,
but I knew it immediately. If I had been blindfolded I would have known
that it was Mike that was near me. I remember when I went through puberty
and started jacking off, I used to sneak into Mike room and 'borrow' his
worn underwear and sometimes his used jock straps to jack off with -
holding them to my nose and smelling the strong adolescent scents which
filled them. Sometimes I would even grab a t-shirt and smell and chew on
the underarm of the garment, tasting and smelling the cloth where it
touched Mike's sweaty, fragrant pits.

It was obvious to me that it had been many hours - perhaps more than a day
- since Mike had a shower and his fatigues had obviously worn for several
days from the scents of dried sweat which surrounded me. I was taking deep
breaths of his scent, hoping he wouldn't notice, as he gently lay me on my
bed. The bed barely fit in the tiny bedroom but I had wanted a king-sized
bed, I guess hoping subconsciously that I could find someone share it
with. But in the six years I'd been in Boston I'd only shared the bed with
Harold, and that only a couple of time. Harold and my relationship had
evolved until we were almost like father and son. A father that, to be
honest, wasn't really old enough to be my father, but a man I would
certainly preferred as a father than the one I was born to.

As Mike lay me on the bed, he kissed me gently on the lips and I smiled up
at him as he pulled back.

"I probably should take a shower. I heard you sniffing me. I guess I'm
pretty ripe right now. I was so excited to have found you that I left
almost immediately to catch a plane to get here. I didn't even change out
of my fatigues." he said, an embarrassed grin on his face.

"Don't take a shower! Please!" I begged him.

He looked at me funny.

"No?" he asked.

"No. Please? Mike, I don't know exactly how to say this, but your body's
scent turns me on all to hell! It always has. I used to grab your underwear
and jocks to sniff while I jacked off." I told him, blushing all to fuck,
if the feeling of heat in my face was any indication.

Mike started laughing. I was a bit miffed for a moment at his laughing at
the very personal and intimate information I'd just given him. He must have
noticed it on my face because he stopped laughing.

"I'm sorry! I'm not laughing at you! Honest! I'm laughing at myself because
I used to do the same thing! I used to sneak into your room when you were
asleep and grab your underwear and jocks to jack off to as well." he said,
grinning at me.

"So scents turn you on, huh?" I asked, grinning back.

"Well, male scents." he said. "Your's more than anyone's."

"Yeah. Your's more than anyone's." I agreed.

He reached down and started undoing my belt and then he popped the top
button on my jeans. He slid down the zipper and discovered that I was going
'cammo'. I hate underwear - well except other guy's - and usually didn't
wear it unless I wore a jock. Mike leaned over and buried his nose in my
pubic hair, breathing deeply of my sweaty, scent.

"Ahh, fuck! You smell so fuckin' good!" he groaned, looking at me.

"I want you naked! I want to smell and taste you everywhere!" I said.
                              
"Sounds like a plan to me!" he laughed. "But I want the same thing! I want
you naked!"

And saying this he proceeded to slip off my socks as I don't wear shoes
around the apartment and then he pulled my jeans down and off me. At the
same time, I was taking off my t-shirt and tossing it on the floor. He
threw my socks and jeans the same place. I rolled over on the bed to where
I could get hold of him and started to undo the belt on his fatigues. There
was no zipper but a series of buttons for the fly, like 501 jeans. He undid
his fatigue shirt and pulled it off, showing a white t-shirt underneath. He
stripped that off as his fatigues fell around his booted ankles. He was
about to toss the t-shirt onto the floor when I grabbed it from him and
brought it to my nose. I sniffed the sweaty scent of him and moaned. I
turned the shirt so that I could get to one of the underarms and, while he
leaned over and undid his combat boots and took off his fatigue pants, he
got to watch me sucking and biting on the underarm of his t-shirt.

He was finally down to his briefs. I could see his huge cock straining
against the white cotton fabric and a wet spot forming where the head of
his cock was. I leaned forward and began to lick and suck at the bulge in
the pouch of his briefs. His hand came down and pressed against the back of
my head, holding me closer as I sucked and bit at his cock. He groaned at
the feelings I was creating for him and then pushed me away. He quickly
stripped off his brief, his cock catching on the elastic waistband and
snapping up against his hard, ridged abs leaving a trail of cock-honey
across them. I leaned forward and pulled his cock down with my hand and
licked away the splatter of his juice. Sweet, with just a hint of saltiness
and so delicious I had to have more. I knew where I could find it!

I brought the head of his cock to my mouth, the wrinkled skin of his
foreskin hiding the actual head. I pulled it back partway and began licking
the cock-snot directly from his piss-slit. He moaned as my tongue swiped
across the head of his cock and belched out more of the delicious
nectar. As I licked, I caught the scent of something very male, very raw
and very ripe. Because he'd not showered, he'd not cleaned out the 'cheese'
from under his hood. I saw white flecks on the head of his cock and pulled
his hood down the rest of the way so that the flange of his cockhead and
the underneath were exposed. This caused the scent of smegma to rise strong
and pungent in the air.

I grinned up at him as my tongue began to lick all the creamy man-goo from
under his cockhead. I loved the taste of him! Pungent, ripe, masculine! I
know that some people find 'head cheese' disgusting but I've always loved
it. I knew there were times I purposely let it build up under the hood of
my own cock so I could smell the rank odor while I jacked off, intensifying
the experience for myself. Now, I was finally getting to taste it from
Mike. I had smelled hints of it when I used to steal his underwear and
jocks but never had the opportunity to actually smell and tasted it
directly from his cock.

"Yeah! Eat all that smegma. You really like that, don't you? Good! Cause
I've got lots for you! I hope you've got some for me!" Mike groaned as I
looked up into his eyes.

Actually, I did probably. I had been too busy getting things ready for
Christmas and working on a project for my Masters Thesis to bother
showering today. Mike was getting me raw, which was the way I wanted him
and, evidently, the way he wanted me.

"Yes. I have it for you." I murmured to him.

When I had finished licking all the smegma I could find, he pushed me back
on the bed and climbed on top of me, kissing me deeply and tasting his own
pungent cheese in my mouth. We licked out each other's mouths for a while
and then he pulled back and looked down at me.

"You have no idea how long I've wanted you like this! I want to make love
to you. I want to spend the rest of my fucking life with you!" he husked,
the love and desire apparent in his voice.

"There's nothing in this world I want more than that! I just never dreamed
that you'd want me!" I said, and tears started falling from my eyes.

He leaned down and began licking at the tears as they rolled down my
cheeks.

"What's the matter?" he asked quietly. "Is this too much for you?"

"No! Well, the feelings are pretty overwhelming, yes! But they're good
feelings! I'm so happy that I can't help but cry. So many years! So long
never giving up hope but still never believing this could happen!" I said,
my own voice trembling with emotion.

"Believe it, bro. You're mine now and you're never getting away again!" he
grinned.

And, with that, he leaned down and began to lick and suck at the tender
skin on my neck. I groaned and arched my back, shoving my chest against
his. My God! It was like pressing against velvet covered steel! He licked
down my throat to my own pecs and then began to suck and worry at one of my
nipples. I groaned in a combination of pleasure/pain! The feeling was so
intense! I didn't have a chance to tell him how sensitive my nipples
were. He found out on his own, however as my hard cock pressed up against
his and began bathing both of us in pre-cum.

He didn't stay on my nipple though. Instead he moved up, taking my arm from
around his neck and pressing it back so that it was laying above my head,
my damp, sweaty pit open to him. I could smell the sweat and musk coming
from it and knew my pit was ripe. I could hear Mike taking deep breaths of
my scent as his nose ran up and down my underarm for a few moments.  Then I
felt his tongue, licking through my sparse pit hair and again almost lost
it from the intensity of the feeling!

"Oh, fuck! Mike! Stop! I don't want to cum yet!" I cried out and he
instantly pulled out of my pit.

"Fuck, no, you don't! You don't cum until I fuck you!" he grinned down at
me.

"Then you'd better fuck me soon!" I begged.

"That's my plan!" he grinned and moved down the bed.

He spread my legs with his body and got between them. He'd slid down to
where his face was right at my scrotal sack. While I had little hair on my
body, even under my arms, I had did have hair on my balls. Blond hair, fine
hair, but hair nonetheless. Mike snorted my sack and then began to lick it,
darkening the hair on my balls with his saliva.

"Mmm! Fuck you smell and taste so good! I love the smell of a man!" Mike
murmured almost to himself.

He quickly moved down to the back of my balls and then to that patch of
skin between the ass and balls. He licked that for a few moments, listening
to me groan and then pushed my legs up with his hands. I knew what he
wanted so I grabbed my legs under my knees and pulled them back until they
were almost resting in my pits. This opened my groin and ass to him
completely to do what he wanted. He quickly began sniffing up and down my
ass-trench, taking deep breaths of my scent there, moaning and groaning
deep in his throat while he breathed in my musk.

Then his tongue began licking up and down my crack, making me cry out in
ecstacy! I loved having my ass eaten - almost as much as I loved eating ass
- and Mike was really good at it! He'd obviously had a lot of practice at
it! I may have been in the porn industry, but it was obvious Mike had far
more experience than I did! His tongue drove me crazy, tantalizing all the
nerve-endings around my anal opening until I was practically slobbering
like a raving idiot! Then his tongue began to force it's way deep into my
hole and fucking me. I'd had cocks up my ass that weren't as thick as his
tongue! I lay there moaning and groaning from what he was doing to me! My
ass was on fire! And there was only one thing that could extinguish it -
Mike's cock fucking me until I couldn't take anymore!

"Fuck me! Please! Dear, God! Fuck me!" I begged as I lay there with his
tongue going in and out of my asshole.

"I thought you'd never ask." Mike said, pulling his face out of my
ass-crack and grinning at me.  "Do you have any lube?"

"In the drawer there." I said pointing to one of the bedside tables. "The
condoms are next to them."

"No need for those." he said.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Are you HIV+?" he asked.

"No. I've never had sex without a condom. You can't in the porn industry
and, except for Harold, I've never had sex outside the studio. I've had
plenty of tests and I'm clean." I said.

"Well, the Corps tests me every six months. I've never fucked without a
condom either. But I want you raw. I want to know what it's like to truly
fuck you." he said.

"Okay. I see your point." I said, thrilled at the idea of a man cumming
inside me for real. And not just any man - Mike! The man I loved more than
anyone in the world!

"Besides, if we only have sex with each other, we never have to use condoms
again." Mike said.

"That's easy. I don't want to have sex with anyone but you - ever." I said.

"Not even all those hunky porn stars you used to fuck around with?" he
grinned.

"Who the fuck needs a porn star when there's a hunky, gorgeous Marine
around?" I asked, giving him one of the 'come hither' looks I learned doing
films.

He cracked up laughing at me and I laughed with him.

"I'm not gorgeous." Mike said finally.

"Yes, you are. You are the most beautiful man I've ever seen. Perhaps that
has to do with the fact that I'm in love with you - but it doesn't
matter. As the saying goes 'Beauty is in the eye of the beholder' and I
would rather 'behold' you than anyone else." I said.

"Well, then we agree completely because there is no one I'd rather 'behold'
than you - especially laid out naked like you are!" he grinned at me,
climbing on the bed with a bottle of Astroglide in his hand.

He got back between my legs and began to work the lube into my hole. His
thick, long fingers felt so good going in and out of my butt that when he
stroked against my prostate, I thought that I was going to cum! But Mike
noticed the reaction and didn't repeat that action again. He did finally
work three of his fingers up me before lubing up his cock. Now, laying
there, contemplating that fucking log of his going up my ass, I began to
worry a little. While I'd had some pretty large cocks up my butt while
making films, that had been years ago. It had been a long time since
anything had gone up my ass, much less that 'giant sequoia' growing between
Mike's legs! But I wanted him inside me - wanted it more than I'd wanted
anything in my life. If it killed me, if it tore me apart, I wanted him to
fuck me!

But Mike proved he did have a lot of experience. His entry was supremely
slow and gentle. He put my legs over his shoulders and put his cock at the
entrance to my body. I knew enough to push down with my ass muscles like I
was taking a dump which would relax the sphincter for him.  He pressed
slowly and gently against my hole which gradually began to relax and open
to the constant pressure of his cockhead. Slowly, infinitely slowly, his
cock began to invade my body, sliding deep into my ass-chute, spreading me
open and making a home for itself deep in my guts.

It took a while but I finally felt Mike's pubic hair tickling the lips of
my ass and knew I had all of him inside me. He stopped all movement then
and just allowed me to get used to the monster that I had taken up inside
me. He looked down at me, and the look of love and desire I saw in his eyes
all but made up for all the years of loneliness and longing! He was mine -
now and forever! Our bodies were now joined as our hearts and souls had
always been, if we had only known, if we'd ever had the courage to tell
each other!

After a while, Mike began to shift his hips, stirring his cock deep in my
hole, stretching me even further, touching places that had never been
touched before. My cock, which had gone temporarily limp while he was
working himself deep up inside me, now came roaring back to life - hard,
quivering and leaking cock-snot like a leaky valve! Mike smiled at this
reaction. I reached out to where his two massive, muscular arms supported
him above me and ran my hands up them, feeling the soft hair, the soft skin
and the hard muscles. I wanted to touch him anywhere I could reach. His
body was not only a beautiful thing but it was the body of my lover.

That thought hit me hard! Lovers! That's what we were. No longer just
brothers but lovers.  Devoted and committed to each other for the rest of
our lives if what we'd just said to each other was to be believed - and I
had no reason not to believe it and 10 inches of reason buried inside me to
believe it completely!

Just then, Mike began to slowly withdraw his cock from my ass. Just a few
inches but I groaned at the loss of them. He chuckled deep in his throat at
my obvious wantonness and quickly reversed direction, shoving his cock back
in, hard! I groaned at this as well! Every movement of his cock in my tight
hole was causing the most delightful feelings to rocket through my body!

Gradually, slowly, Mike began truly fucking me. Pulling out slowly and then
driving deep inside me. The rhythm gradually building until he was
withdrawing almost all his cock from my butt before slamming it back in
again.

"Oh, fuck! Now I know why guys bareback! Fuck! Nothing's ever felt like
this!" he groaned and, looking up, I could see the ecstasy in his eyes.

I, too, felt something different, smoother, warmer, more intense as his
bare cock slid in and out of my butt. It did feel very different than being
fucked by a cock covered in a condom. I could easily get used to it! But
there was something that I hadn't figured on. Without a condom, the
feelings are so intensified that Mike was not going to be able to hold off
cumming as long as he was evidently used to. It didn't matter, however,
because I needed to cum so badly from his cock's pounding of my prostate
that I was having trouble holding back myself.

"I'm gonna cum! I can't help it!" Mike exclaimed.

"Cum! Cum inside me! Shoot your load in me!" I cried back as my cock began
to erupt with cum all over my chest and abs.

That was all it took for Mike. He screamed out and started bathing my
bowels with his hot, creamy cum!

"AHH FUCK!!!" he screamed as he unloaded volley after volley of US Marine
Corps spoonge up my butt.

So much, in fact that it was soon squirting out of my hole around his cock!
There just wasn't room up my ass for his huge cock AND his huge load of
cum!

Finally, we both stopped shooting and Mike collapsed on top of me, my legs
around his waist and his cock, still hard and still buried in my butt. I
wrapped my arms around him, feeling his damp, sweaty skin and the scent of
him, me and our butt-fucking. I loved the mixture. I loved even more the
sweat I was able to lick from his shoulders and face as he tried to regain
his breath.

"That was the most incredible fuck I've ever had in my life!" he managed to
say.

His mouth came down on mine, kissing me passionately before I could
answer. I knew exactly what he meant. Never before had I cum just from
somebody fucking me. More importantly, never had I ever been fucked by
someone I was in love with. The feelings that were going through me, of
feeling Mike's cock still buried inside me, our bodies connect as if we
were one person, the feel of his arms around me - tender, protective,
loving - all this made what was happening between us so much more than sex!

Mike finally, slowly pulled his cock from my ass. It was still mostly hard,
as was mine. It was like we were teenagers again and couldn't get enough of
each other. We rolled onto our sides and lay there just looking at each
other.

"What are you thinking about?" he finally asked.

"How much I love you. How long I've waited, wanting this to happen and
never quite believing it would but never quite giving up hope either." I
said.

"I knew I'd find you. I almost hired a private detective firm last
year. That's why I decided to get out of the Corps. I was going to spend
the time finding you but when Harold called, I hopped the first plane I
could. Now I can spend the time loving you." he smiled.

"Yes, I'm going to have to thank Harold. I'm also going to have to kick his
ass!" I growled.

"Why?" Mike asked.

"I told him about you only because I'd never told anyone and, if anyone had
a right to know, he did. But he promised me that he would just forget about
it. I explained to him why I didn't want you to find me." I said.

"But you don't understand. When he called, I told him everything! He knew
that I was searching for you and that I loved you. He knew it was perfectly
safe for me to find you." Mike said.

"Okay, I guess I'll forgive him then. But, now what? Are you sure there
aren't going to be an repercussions about you leaving the Corps?" I asked.

"Positive. I wouldn't be here now if there were. I have a very
understanding commanding officer, if you get my drift." Mike said.

"Oh. One of us?" I asked.

"Yep. Of course, all they know is that I came searching out my long lost
brother. None of them have any idea how I really felt about you." Mike
said.

"You really want to go to school at UCLA?" I asked.

"Yeah. After all, you said you want to go back to re-start your career in
film. Trust me, David. I don't care where we are as long as we're
together." he said.

"I really feel the same way but I know it has to be LA if I'm ever going to
do anything serious in film." I said. "Besides, I may have a way of making
it into film after all."

"How's that?" he asked.

"The man who got me off the streets and into film, the man who taught me
about film, is named Ben. Ben's been making porn all his career and is
very, very good at what he does. He directed all the films I was in. At any
rate, just because he's in 'Adult' films doesn't mean his name isn't known
- and by some pretty heavy weight people in the industry. He's already
lined up some of his contact for me to meet when I get back to LA." I said.

"David! That's great! Who knows, I may end up married to a world famous
director." he laughed.

I sat there stunned! Mike had used the "M" word.

"What's the matter?" he asked, noting that I was suddenly silent.

"Uhh...married?" I asked.

"Yeah, married. Isn't that what two people who love each other do? They get
married." he asked.

"But Mike...we can't get married." I said.

"Gay guys are getting married all the time! Okay, it's not legal yet, maybe
it never will be but they make the commitment to each other." Mike said.

"Mike...we're not just two gay guys." I said quietly.

"What do you mean?" he asked.

"Mike...we're brothers, remember? It's called 'incest'. No one - no matter
how 'liberal' they are is going to marry us." I said.

"Ohh...I forgot that." he said, looking crestfallen.

I smiled at him.

"Mike, I love you with all my heart. I want to be with you for the rest of
my life. I don't want anyone else but you. I want to be with you in the
good times and have you with me in the bad times. I want to be your
partner, your lover, your best friend. And I promise this to you - I will
never stop loving you. Not even if I die. I'll keep right on loving you no
matter what. Now, that's about as good a marriage vow as I know how to
make." I said quietly.

He just looked at me and suddenly I saw tears forming in his eyes.

"David." he said, his voice husky with emotions. "I love you. Today,
tomorrow, always. I want to protect you and care for you. I want to be with
you for as long as I live. And I will love you forever." he said.

And then he kissed me, deeply and passionately. Of course, we were soon
pressing out bodies and our hard cocks against each other. I couldn't seem
to touch him without that happening but that's part of love, too.

"I think we just married ourselves." I said shyly.

"Better than anyone else could have done it!" he grinned.

"Is that enough for you?" I asked.

"More than enough. Though there is one thing more that I want to make this
complete." he said.

"What's that?" I asked.

"I want you to fuck me." he said quietly and intensely.

"Oh, I would love to fuck you, bro!" I grinned.

Mike grinned back and rolled over so that he was laying on his stomach.

"Come on, stud! Take a ride!" he grinned.

I moved over until I was laying on top of him. Because I was so much
shorter then Mike, my face was between his shoulder blades with my cock
laying in his ass crack. I began licking the muscles in his back. As
beautiful as his front is, his back is equally beautiful, muscular and with
skin so smooth and soft it is amazing!

I licked down until I came to his butt crack. I then began licking across
both of his butt cheeks.  He moaned and pushed his butt up to get more
contact with my mouth. I reached under him and grabbed his cock and pulled
it back so that I could lick from his cockhead, across his balls and
straight up the crack of his butt. I moved my nose into his trench,
breathing deeply of his ass scent. The dark, rich, masculine scent hit me
like a hit of 'poppers'. I soon had my tongue licking out his ass crack and
trying to dig my way into his butt! Mike pushed up, opening his crack
further and giving me great access. I dug my tongue into his hole, slowly
sliding inside. I could taste the dark tang of him as I could hear him
moaning.

"Oh, yeah! Eat my fuckin' butt! Come on! Dig that tongue in there! Yeah!
That's it! Eat me out!"  he groaned as I did just as he asked.

Soon I knew his butt was well loosened by my tongue. I reached over to the
table for lube and began slowly sliding my fingers in his hole. His body
relaxed and his hole easily took two and then three of my fingers. I worked
them in and out of his hole, stroking his prostate, making him groan in
desire. I figured his butt was as open as it was going to be so I began to
lube my cock.

"Just take it slow, bro. I'm used to getting fucked but you aren't small!"
Mike said, looking over his shoulder at me.

"I'm not as big as you are." I said.

"Trust me! You're plenty big enough! Besides, you ought to know that it's
not how much you got but how you use it." Mike said.

I got on my knees between his legs and pressed my cock against his hole. I
leaned over onto my hands and slow pressed my hips down, slowly sliding
through his sphincter. My cockhead got inside his butt and I was amazed! It
was so hot, so wet and so soft inside! Never had my naked cock felt the
inside of a man's butt! How could anyone NOT want to fuck an ass that felt
like this!  Mike's ass chute clenched around my cock and I almost came from
the feeling! I slowly slid forward and my cock was soon buried in his hot,
wet butt.

"Just lay down on me and rest for a minute. Let me get used to that
fucker." Mike murmured.

I did as he asked and lay down on him. I could feel the muscles inside his
ass clenching and unclenching around my cock. The feelings were driving me
crazy! I felt like I could cum at any moment. But as his chute relaxed and
opened, my cock became less sensitive and soon I knew Mike was ready for me
to really fuck him.

I raised back up, pulled my cock back a few inches out of his ass and
shoved forward slowly. I pulled back out, a few more inches and slid back
slowly into his ass. The feeling was incredible! I didn't think I could
last long - not with the hot, wetness of his ass surrounding my cock.

"Come on, bro! Fuck me! Fuck me fast! Fuck me HARD!" Mike groaned out.

I took him at his word and began to slide my cock almost out of his ass and
slamming back in, starting out with a quick rhythm and building from there
until I was ramming his butt harder and faster than I had ever fucked
anybody in my life!

"That's it! Fuck me! Fuck me good, bro!" Mike groaned out.

I knew I couldn't last long at this pace and I wanted to make Mike cum like
he had me. I needn't have worried. I'd no more started to feel that I might
cum soon and Mike was crying out.

"AHH! FUCK! I'M CUMMIN', BRO! FUCK ME! FUCK ME!" Mike screamed out.

I could feel his hole clenching around my cock as he dumped cum onto the
bed. That's all it took for me. My cock started to unload my second load of
the night deep into his butt.

"YEAH! I'M FUCKIN' YOU! I'M CUMMIN' UP YOUR BUTT!" I cried out as I shot
glob after glob of my cum up his ass.

I shot so much that the cum was squirting out of his butt around my cock,
running down his balls and wetting my pubic hair. I collapsed on his back,
panting and trembling in the after-shocks of my orgasm.

"That was great, bro! You're really a great fucker!" Mike murmured.

I just groaned and licked his muscular back. I began moving down his body
and my softened cock popped from his butt, but I kept going until my face
was once again buried in the crack of his butt. There I did something I'd
never done in my life but that I'd heard about - felching! I began sucking
at his hole and eating my load out of his ass.

"Oh, fuck! Bro! Yeah! Eat my ass! Eat your fuckin' load outa my ass!" Mike
moaned.

I loved the taste of my cum from his butt but decided to share. I held some
of my cum in my mouth and moved back up his body. He turned over and I
pressed my mouth to his, allowing the cum to slowly pass from my mouth to
his. We both groaned as we swallowed the cum and each other's spit for at
least 5 minutes. Finally, I lay down beside him and he turned and took me
in his arms.

"Now, I'm a part of you and you're a part of me. We're bound to each other
forever." Mike murmured.

I kissed him gently.

"Well, maybe we should at least rinse off. Maybe not use soap so that we
don't lose the scent of each other." I said.

"Good, cause I gotta piss, really bad!" Mike said.

That caught me! I suddenly remembered that first night with Harold when
we'd done watersports in the shower. We'd never done them again, but I
thought then that there was one man I wanted to do it with and even drink
from his spout and now that man was in my bed and had just announced that
he needed to piss.

Mike must have noticed something about the way my face looked as I had
these thoughts because he looked at me funny as he asked...

"What?" he asked.

"What?" I answered.

"What's up. You look like you're up to something." Mike said.

"No, nothing. It's okay." not really wanting him to know about my perverse
thoughts.

"No, that won't do! No secrets between us." he said, smiling.

"Okay, but you're probably not going to like this. Once, a long time ago, I
had some fun in the shower with someone. We pissed on each other and I
loved it. I never did it again but I thought at the time that I'd love to
do it with you." I answered finally.

"You're into watersports?! That's great! I love it! Come on! Let's go! Show
me the bathroom!"  he said, jumping out and practically pulling me out of
the bed.

I took him to the small bath and we got into the tub. I didn't bother to
turn on the water. We stood there looking at each other.

"Do you like to piss or get pissed on?" Mike asked.

"We did both. I guess I like to do both." I said.

"Cool! I like both, too!" he said.

"You need to piss, so you piss first." I said.

"You don't need to?" he asked, looking disappointed.

"No! I have to. I just figured since you mentioned it, you must need to go
more." I said.

"Oh, okay! Yeah, maybe you're right. So how do you want to do this?" he
asked.

I didn't answer, just got down on my knees, leaned back and looked up at
him. He grinned, taking his cock in his hand and pointed it at my
chest. The hot, wet flow hit me. I had forgotten how hot and strong it
was. I was sure that Mike's was stronger than Harold's had been. I soon
found myself drenched with Mike's piss. I leaned forward, wrapping my lips
around his cock head and found myself suddenly having to swallow quickly as
the piss burst from his cock and into my mouth. I was able to drink for a
few moments but then pulled off. It was enough. I had done what I intended
- drank from the man that I loved. I looked up to see if Mike was disgusted
by what I'd done. Instead, I saw such a look of love from him that I was
almost moved to tears again.

Then it was my turn. I stood over Mike and worried, again, that I might not
be able to piss. But it was even easier than it had been with Harold that
night. I pissed all over Mike's muscular chest and then down to his cock
and balls. I moved my stream up his body again and, before I knew it, Mike
had captured my cock in his mouth and was busily drinking down my piss
right from my cock. He didn't pull off, however. He drank the rest of my
flow and then sucked my cock to make sure he'd gotten it all. Then he stood
up and took me in his arms. We kissed and could taste each other's piss but
the kiss was passionate.

"I love you." he said.

"And I love you. I'm sorry I hid from you. I should have known you'd always
love me." I said.

"I'm just glad to have found you. After all, a man's gotta have a place to
take a piss!" he grinned.

We rinsed off and then went back to the bed. We curled up together and
drifted off to sleep. The next day was Christmas, but Mike and I had the
best Christmas present possible - each other. And we explored that for many
hours - that day and for many days to come.

We are still together. We are still in love. And every year we place that
little angel on the top of the tree and remember how it had brought us
together at last.

The End of THE CHRISTMAS ANGEL

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