Happy New Year!



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This is a little New Year's gift to my readers -- based on a little fantasy I've always had.
Happy Horny New Year, Boys!



Happy New Year!

The crowd pressed in around us. We'd been there for hours already, cooped up in a roped off square area about 10 feet on each side. It was packed full of people, as were all the other squares of revelers. Dozens, maybe hundreds of these roped off areas stuffed with people. I knew when I begged Antonio to go to Times Square this year that it would be crazy, but I'd had no idea it would be like this. But I knew it would be worth it.

I wanted to come here tonight, although like most New Yorkers, I'd never been to Times Square on New Year's Eve to watch the ball drop in person. Too crowded. Too cold. Too touristy. But I had a crazy idea and I wanted this New Year's to be special.

It was one year ago tonight that Antonio and I met, at a party of a mutual friend. We met and instantly connected. The rest of the party fell away around us as we only had eyes for each other. By midnight we were already off in a dark corner, making out on a couch.

The countdown and cheering broke our spell, and we laughed, then kissed.

"Happy New Year." He said.

"Happy New Year to you, too." I kissed him again.

We made out for a while longer, then Antonio whispered in my ear.

"Why don't we get out of here," he murmured. "My place is just a few blocks away."

"Great," I said. "Let's go." We got up. Making our way through the crowd, I caught amused looks from a few of my friends - it was not like me to meet a guy and leave with him the first night. We found our coats, then hunted down our host to say goodnight.

"Oh, leaving so soon?" he asked, sarcastically. He poked a finger into Antonio's chest. "I'm surprised you didn't rape him right in the middle of my party!" he laughed.

Antonio looked shocked. I figured I better say something before Gene's joke backfired. I wasn't going to let anything ruin this high I was on. High on Antonio.

"You can't rape the willing, old girl." I drawled. "Don't you remember when they came to you willingly? I know it was a long, long time ago."

He laughed. "Willing! You?!? That's an understatement! I thought you were going to devour the poor boy right on my buffet!" By now Antonio's face had broken out in a big grin of relief. We were all laughing. "You boys go have fun. Happy New Year." He kissed us both goodbye. "Go fuck like bunnies."

"Happy New Year," we laughed, "and thanks again."

Antonio took me home and fucked my brains out. Three times that night! Oh My God!

And every night that week, too. He was so passionate and aggressive. I was swept away by him and loving every second of it. We were even more in tune with each other in bed. He knew just what drove me crazy. Everything he did drove me insane with lust. I couldn't get enough of his gorgeous muscular body, not to mention the beautiful long thick uncut cock that became the center of my universe! At least 9 inches, with a big head and the shaft was as straight as a battering ram. And he used it like one, too! The sex was explosive! From behind while he nibbled my neck, above me while he held my legs spread open, every which way he relentlessly pounded the hell out of my ass. Even now, a year later, I rarely touch my cock, all I need is his big dick ramming my prostate and his sexy body in my arms and I go off like a teenager.

And I love to suck his cock, too. Hearing him moan with pleasure while I worship every fat throbbing inch of his meat. I love to see it glisten with my spit as I throat him, hoping that I'm giving him at least half the pleasure he gives me with that beautiful cock. I could suck him for hours, but inevitably we both want him to shove it up my ass, so I don't get to suck his big dick as much as I'd like to. I can prolong my cockworshipping time by rolling him on his back and sitting on his face. Then I can suck him while his tongue tortures my hole. He loves to eat my ass, he says, and I love it too. He has a wicked tongue! When I'm on top of him like that is the only time I've ever been able to get his load in my mouth. I love to make him cum in my mouth, feel him shake and shudder and roar when he loses control. He always bellows like a bull when he cums, whether it down my throat or up my ass. And I fucking love it every which way!

And tonight I want to give him a special anniversary gift -- and make him lose control like that in a very extraordinary way. But first I refused and avoided sex with him all day -- more difficult for me than him -- yet teased him and turned him on whenever I got the chance. And for the last hour we've been here in Times Square, squashed in like sardines in our area, I've had my hands all over him, fondling his cock and balls and keeping him half-hard and ready to burst out of his jeans.

About five minutes before midnight, I kissed him and said, "Happy New Year, my love."

"Happy New Year to you, too, my love." He said, kissing me deeply.

And with that I fell to my knees in front of him, disappearing into the sea of coats crowded against each other. No one would notice, and if they did I didn't care.

I quickly unbuckled his pants and pulled them down, underwear and all. His fat cock sprang up and hit me in the chin. As I grabbed it and aimed it for my mouth, I felt him reach down and try to pull me up. I pushed his hands away and smacked him on the leg. I went right to work on it, sucking him deep, caressing his shaft and balls with my hands.

He was rock hard in an instant, and I swear I could hear him moan over the din of the New Year's Eve crowd. I tugged on his balls the way he loves, and felt them churning in my palm. I sucked him deep, again and again. No finesse, no artistry, just raw sexual need. I needed him in me. His seed in me. And I wanted him to explode in a most spectacular way! His hips rocked into me, sending that delicious meat deeper and deeper. I felt his balls pull up, and I just went crazy! I was sucking like a madman, in a frenzy of lust and love for my man.

Then I heard it. "10 . . . 9," broke through my lustful haze. Feeling his hands on my head, I grabbed his hips and stuffed my throat harder and deeper. "6 . . . 5 . . ." Oh yes! His prick was rock fucking hard and huge, ready to burst. "3 . . . 2 . . . 1 . . ." His hips jammed his cock deep into me and his hands held me there tight. He exploded just as all of Times Square burst out "Happy New Year!!!" I swear I really could hear him bellowing in ecstasy as his prick pumped thick creamy volleys of spunk down my throat, on my tongue, and all over my face. His hips kept thrusting wildly into me. He shot so much cum I couldn't swallow fast enough. My face was bathed in his essence. His body eventually stopped convulsing, and his hands released their death grip on my head. I continued to suck, less urgently now, more lovingly. I squeezed his balls and suckled out every last drop of his juice. His prick slowly became less hard, but still was full and thick. I licked it clean, then his balls and bush.

I gently dressed him, packing my favorite toy away for now. Slowly I stood, up, finding my way between the coats around me. God knows what the people around us knew or saw, but I was so happy I didn't care. When I saw Antonio's handsome face, beaming with the biggest smile I've ever seen, my face burst into a huge grin of my own.

"You're crazy." He said.

"Crazy about you."

"I love you too, baby." He pulled me into a tight hug, kissing me deeply.

When he released me I was breathless. Then he leaned in close, laughing. "You have cum all over your face!" He reached up to wipe it away.

"No, leave it. I'm marked by my man. By my Stud. I may never wash it off." We both laughed. "So, how was it?" I had to ask,

"Fucking unbelievable! Couldn't you tell?"

"I've never seen your cock so huge and hard." I giggled. "And you came buckets."

"It was like the whole fucking city was cheering me on, getting me off! It was awesome!"

"I'm glad. It was pretty awesome from where I was, too." He pulled me into another kiss, his hand cupping the back of my head. We devoured each other.

We were still there, lost in each other, when the cops started shooing away the last of us stragglers. I don't know how long we stood there kissing, but most of the crowd was already gone.

I looked up at him, so deliriously happy I couldn't believe myself. I wiped a bit of his cum off his lip, then licked it off my finger.

"Come on," I said, "we promised Gene we'd stop in for a late drink."

"Do we have to?" he said, surprising me. He grabbed my hand and pulled it to his crotch. He was hard again already. I grabbed his dick, making him twitch. He pulled me in close again, grinding his hard dick against me. "Why don't we do what we did last New Year's?"

"We went to Gene's last year," I started.

"After that."

"You mean when you took me home and fucked my brains out until dawn?"

"Yes, exactly. Gene will understand."

"No, Gene won't understand, Stud. After all, we have Gene to thank for our bliss. One quick drink and then I'm all yours, forever and always."

We were in and out of Gene's party in about 10 minutes. One quick drink. As soon as we walked into Antonio's apartment he was all over me. He had me naked and in the bedroom in seconds, and proceeded to fuck my brains out. Until dawn.

I'm one happy boy! Happy New Year!

Happy New Year!

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