Date: Mon, 22 Nov 2010 13:41:44 -0800 (PST)
From: Randy Howard <randyhoward2@yahoo.com>
Subject: Fate lends a Hand (Incest)

Fate Lends a Hand

By

Randy Howard

I want to dedicate this story to a man that means the world to me. He knows
who he is and I hope that he also knows who he is in the story.

My day started out like any other day. I got up at six and took my shower
before heading off to work at the hardware store. Noah's Hardware Store was
left to me by my father, who had started it with my grandfather in our town
of Ludlow, Vermont.

I'm Noah, Noah Andrews and I'm twenty years old. I'm not what you would
call the total man, but then again, I am above average. I'm five foot ten,
long auburn hair and my eyes are green, with lashes that girls died for.

My body is that of a swimmer, sleek, hard abs and just enough muscle to
make me interesting. My best attribute is my ass, its hard, round and
always the whispers of the girls that I hung with in school. Oh yeah, I'm
also gay, and I have been ever since I was thirteen and gave my virginity
to a dude that was sixteen. But then that is another story for another
time.

Anyways, I am getting off track here and need to share my day with you. As
I was saying, my day started out like any other day and was nothing about
it that was different from any other, until this man came in to buy some
tools.

He was gorgeous, six foot something and built like a brick shithouse with
every brick in its perfect place. His shoulders were broad, pecks were well
defined, I noticed because he wore his shirt totally unbuttoned, and his
nipples rose from among a chest full of dark brown hair. His abs was like a
washboard, rippling down his stomach to heaven knows what hid beyond the
top of his jeans. Even his jeans left nothing to my imagination, and yes, I
do have quite a good one, they fit him like skin, showing a cock that had
to be seven or eight inches long. His ass was like mine, very well rounded
and just as hard as his chest muscles.

There I was, kneeling down on the floor and placing tools on to a peg board
when he came strolling down the aisle.

"Excuse me young man, could you help me, I am looking for some tools?" he
said and his voice resonated directly to my cock. It was deep, thick and
very sensuous.

Well my eyes slowly drifted up, paused a bit too long at his crotch where I
saw the outline of his manhood, laying off to his right.

"Ah... sure sir," I stammered and when he extended his hand to help me
stand, electrical charges flowed through me when our hands touched.

"It's Jesse not sir," he said and flashed me a perfect smile. "I need
hammers, screwdrivers, wrenches and any other tool to round out a toolbox,"
he said, and I noticed that he was still holding my hand.

"I can help you Jesse if I can have my hand back," I said and immediately
he released it. "Have you a written list," I asked.

"Right here," he said and began fishing around in his pockets for the list.

Well seeing how I was still checking out his jeans, or rather that snake of
a cock hiding beneath the denim, I saw a slip of paper sticking up from a
pocket.

"Is this what you are looking for Jesses," I said as I pulled the paper
from his pocket.

"Yeah, that's my list," he said smiling that perfect smile again. "Now how
did you know it was in that pocket?"

"I saw it sticking out of the top and just figured it was the list," I told
him.

"Mmmmm," he said, and I knew right then that he realized that I had been
checking him out. "I'm really pressed for time Noah, could you arrange to
have my things delivered," he asked.

"Is this the address on the top of your list," I asked, he nodded yes. "No
problem Jesse, your place is on my way home," I told him, even if it wasn't
I was not going to admit it, not to this Adonis. "If you don't need it
until later, I can drop the items off on my way home when I leave around
five."

"That would be great," he said. "Ah...are you married Noah?"

"No... why do you ask?" I said and felt my chances to get to know him rise.

"If you have no other plans, how about staying for dinner," he asked and I
accepted.

I took the list and decided to leave early; I so needed to shower and put
on some clean clothes before heading over to Jesse's house. I told my stock
boy, Marc that I would be leaving early and to close up the store at the
end of his shift.

"You really look hot in those shorts and cropped shirt," I said to myself
as I gave myself a look in the mirror.

I could think of nothing but Jesse and how fucking hot he looked in those
tight jeans and his shirt hanging open. Oh yeah, I thanked God for the hot
humid day also, because it was what made Jesse leave his shirt
unbuttoned. So there I was, an hour earlier than I had planned and driving
over to Jesse' place with his tools in the back of my truck and my mind on
how to get his tool into my backside.

I was pulling into his driveway and drove another half mile until I found
the house. It was a simple log cabin nestled back in the woods. I slammed
on the breaks when I saw Jesse; he was totally naked and walking back
toward the house.

"Oh shit," he exclaimed and his face blushed, a deep red, when I stepped
out of my truck. "I wasn't expecting you for another hour or so."

"Don't worry about Jesse," I said staring at his limp cock that rested
perfectly over his full set of balls.

"I've been catching a few rays and had forgotten about the time," he said,
still standing there and not making an effort to cover himself.

"I sun bathe nude also, I hate tan lines," I confided. "Are you new to our
town," I asked, because now that I thought of it, I had not seen him around
town before.

"I just bought this cabin, I'm from Boston," he said and motioned to me to
follow.

I followed a few steps behind him, taking in the gorgeous hot ass of his as
he led me into the cabin.

"I hope you don't mind, but I need to shower and get this lotion off of
me," he said as we entered the main room of the cabin.

Well by now as you can guess, my cock was hard and pushing against the
fabric of my shorts. "Not a problem Jesse, I'll sit out here and wait for
you," I told him.

"That'll work, but..." he paused and I noticed that his cock had begun to
chub. "Or you could join me in the shower," he suggested. "Don't think for
one minute that while you were checking my body out, that I was not
checking out your because I was. I'm gay also," he said and stepped closer
to me, taking me into his muscular arms.

"Ah... I...I was trying to be discreet," I stammered out.

He didn't hesitate to take what he wanted, and let his mouth possess
mine. All the while his tongue invaded my mouth; his hands were busy
unfastening my cargo shorts. Once he had them unbuttoned and unzipped, they
fell to the floor and I stepped from them, kicking them to the side. He
broke our kiss and pulled my shirt up and off me, and now I too was as
naked as he was.

"Would you care to shower with me stud muffin?" he asked and took my hand,
leading me to the master bath without waiting for an answer.

Once he had the shower adjusted, he stepped in and pulled me in right
beside him.

"Now isn't this cozy," he asked and took possession of my mouth once again.

He broke our kiss and turned me around, kneeling down on the shower floor
behind me.

"Hot ass you got there handsome."  Jesse said.  "Now I'm glad that I moved
to this town, or else I would have missed your sweet ass." His hands
separated my two cheeks and his tongue went directly to my hidden treasure.

"Oh fuck yeah... eat my ass," I yelled as his tongue made love to my hole.

He took his time pushing his tongue as deep as he could get it into me; all
the while his hand slowly jerked my cock to hardness.

"You got me real close to shooting Jesse," I moaned, fighting back the urge
to shoot.

He stood up, turned me around, and his cock was standing out its full nine
inches. "Want it handsome, because it surely wants your hot ass?" Jesse
assertively said to me.

"You know that I do, but I don't know if I could take it...its so fucking
long and fat," I told him and he shot me another perfect smile.

"I'll be gentle," he said and then kissed me.

He rubbed the soap on his cock and then turned me around, forcing me to
bend over; I braced myself against the wall.  He pressed his cock to my
rosebud and with a hard thrust, entered me fully.

"Stop...you are fucking killing me." I shouted, as the pain of his invasion
coursed through my body.

"Suck it up pup, now feel how a real man fucks." Jesse said and pulled to
just about out before he thrust back in with a powerful force, doing it
several times until I was meeting his thrusts with my own.

Jesse placed one hand on my shoulder and the other on my hip, as he
pummeled his cock deep into my ass.  He zealously, forcefully fucked me
with a rhythm that had us both moving as one.

"Your ass was made for my cock, Noah," he crowed as he thrust hard, deep
and totally in control of our sex.

I was never into S and M, but I did like having a man that not only knew
what he wanted, but took it, and that is just what Jesse did, took me. I
was thrusting back against his cock as he thrusted forward, not wanting our
love making to end. But end it must and I felt my balls pulling up as my
climax became emanate.

"I'm gonna come...fuck me harder... yeah like that," I yelled and spewed my
seed onto the shower floor, my hand jerking my cock just as fast as Jesse
was pounding my ass.

"Take it kid," Jesse yelled and thrust one last time, deep into my ass,
before shooting his man seed deep into me.

"Ride me handsome," I yelled still jerking my cock that was spewing sperm
like it hadn't shot in months. "Harder...deeper," I yelled and Jesse
obliged.

Jesse laid across my back, his cock still buried deep in my ass, as we rode
out our sexual tide. I was in love, well at the least in lust, and I so
wanted Jesse, like forever.

"That was the best fuck that anyone has ever given me kid," Jesse admitted
and then pulled his spent cock from my ass.

I turned to face him and immediately, Jesse took possession of my mouth
with his. His kiss was hot, long and hard, and I knew that I was in the
arms of a man's man. Everything about him was masculine and I loved being
held by him.

"Can you spend the night," he whispered, his lips right next to my ear.

"I was hoping that you would ask," I admitted and then it was my turn to
possess his lips.

Once we actually finished our shower, Jesse tossed a couple of steaks on
the grill while I busied myself making a salad. With the salad finished, I
took a couple of beers out to the deck where he was grilling.

"Just what I like, a mate that knows how to treat his man," Jesse said
taking the beer from me and giving me a kiss, along with a hard slap on the
ass after.

"Ouch!" I shouted, but I loved being manhandled, and rubbed the spot.

"You loved it stud, now admit it," Jesse said, giving me another.

"I did babe," I told him. "Did you leave a mark," I asked, turning to see
if his hand mark was on my right cheek.

"Yep and here's one to match for the other side," he mused and slapped my
left cheek just as hard, leaving his hand print.

"Where the fuck have you been all my life," I asked, fondling his manhood
as he turned the steaks. "Just be careful babe, I wouldn't want you to burn
this piece of meat," I said, jerking his cock to its full hardness.

"Now look at what you did, are you prepared to handle that," he asked
motioning with the tongs toward his cock.

"Yep," was all that I said as I dropped to my knees and took most of his
cock into my mouth.

I grabbed his shaft with my hand, as I swallowed three quarters of it into
my throat. One thing I enjoy and that is sucking a large cock, but Jesse's
was much bigger than I had ever encountered. I slowly worked the head and
just behind it with my tongue, while jerking it up and down with my hand. I
knew he was close, his breathing accelerated and his fisted my hair in his
hands, thrusting all of his cock deep down my throat.

I gagged but he refused to pull back, instead spewing his load down my
throat. He shot three or four good spurts before he pulled back and then
thrusted it back down my throat. I swallowed his sweet cum as fast as he
shot it, not wanting to lose a single drop.

"Damn sweetness, I don't know what you do better, suck cock or fuck, but I
love both," he said as he fought to regain normal breathing, and helping me
to stand up.

My legs were like rubber from being so close to his magnetism; I just
wanted to be with Jesse for all time.

"Do you believe in love at first sight," I asked, resting comfortably in
his arms, our gaze locked together.

"I believe in fate Noah," he said. "I was told that the person that I would
be spending my life with, I would find in Vermont." He told me.

"Really Jesse, because I am falling in love with you," I confided with my
head resting on his hairy chest, and my fingers tempting his right nipple.

"Marry me Noah, we both know that we want and need each other," he said,
shocking me completely.

"Really, you would marry me Jesse?" I asked, looking up into his sensuous
eyes. "We don't really know each other, other than we love to be together
sexually."

"What's to know baby, I am falling in love with you," he reasoned. "I am
thirty-six years old and have been looking for my soul mate. I tried
straight sex once, I even got a girl pregnant when I was sixteen, but
straight sex never did it for me."

"Then why did you fuck a girl?" I asked.

"I didn't want to go gay, not knowing what I was leaving behind. The girl
was a sweet thing and beautiful, but after a couple of times doing it, we
really never hit it off."

"So what happened to the kid?" I asked.

"She gave him up for adoption because we were way too young to be
parents. I often wondered what happened to him, he'd be about your age
now."

"I bet he wonders also, because I was adopted Jesse and always wondered
what my birth parents were like," I confided. "I always wondered if they
would love me."

"How could they not, you're an exceptional young man, not like your
contemporaries Noah, who are either strung out or fucked up in the
head. Hell babe, I would love to have that time back and keep my son."

"I bet that you would make a great dad, Jesse. So where did you grow up?" I
asked and was not prepared by what he told me.

"Right here in Ludlow, and I moved away when I left for college. I went to
UMASS at Dartmouth and never returned, well not until last month. I grew
tired of living in Boston, and I decided to move back. This cabin had
always been in my family, so I took the time off from my job and remolded
it into a year round home, before I moved back permanently."

"You are from here...now I see it," I said, turned and walked back into the
house.

Jesse turned the grill off, placed the steaks on a platter and came in to
find me.

"What's this Noah?" he asked me. "I thought that you were staying for
dinner and the night?" he asked, taking me into his arms.

"Look at us Jesse, really take a close look at us," I told him and turned
us to face the mirror on his dresser.

The resemblance was eerie; we had the same jaw, high cheek bones, and that
classic Roman nose, why we even have the same cleft to our chins. Our hair
and eyes is the only thing that separates us...dad," I said and turned to
look directly in his eyes.

"Dad, now where the fuck did that just come from?" he asked stepping away
from me.

"Before I answer you Jesse, what was the girl's name that you got
pregnant?" I asked. "Because last year I finally found out her name," I
told him.

"Janet Parker," he said, I sat down hard on his bed.

"My mother's name was Janet Parker, so I guess that makes you my father,
huh?" I said and fought back the urge to cry.

"You're the boy that was given up for adoption," he asked, sitting down
hard right beside me.

"And don't forget, I'm the boy that you just fucked also." I reminded him.

"I don't regret fucking you Noah, that was the best fuck that I have ever
gotten," he reminded me. "What I do regret is having never been in your
life," he told me as his eyes welled up.

"So what now...dad, where do we go from here?" I asked, not wanting to give
him up as my lover. "I was telling you the truth when I said that I was
falling in love with you," I said looking into his soft eyes and wiping
away the tears.

"I too have fallen in love with you...son, but we cannot continue as
lovers, it wouldn't be right. Besides, I am sure that someone, maybe your
parents, would find out."

"All my parents know about my life before they adopted me was that I was
born on July twenty-seventh. So I guess what I'm asking you is, could you
love me as a mate and not just as a son?" I looked, waited for his answer,
as his eyes searched mine.

"You mean sex and all right Noah?" he asked and I nodded. "I would have to
think about that one, because what we just did is considered incest."

"What we did earlier was two men having sex, because neither one of us knew
the truth about us. So again Jesse, could you love me and make love to me
like a husband should," I asked, pushing the envelope toward him.

He pulled me to my feet and got quiet. I knew he was afraid to take me, it
was my answer, he was afraid that others would find out the truth about
us. I tied the pants at my waist and pulled on a shirt, not bothering to
button it as I ran from his bedroom.

I ran down the hall and out into the night, looking for a place that I
could escape to. I saw a gazebo hidden amongst the trees further into the
woods, and I ran for it.

I was standing there in tears when he finally found me, and he took me into
his arms

"How good we seem to be together, is it really love that we felt, or was it
the thrill of the sex that we shared together?" Jesse asked me, needing to
know what we had shared earlier was love and not just lust.

I was in Jesse's garden, the one place that we had privacy from the prying
eyes. My body seemed to call to Jesse and I needed him and not as a father
but as a lover. I was standing inside the gazebo; my face wore a smile of
anticipation, anxiously waiting for him to decide our fate. No longer were
we just two men in love, but now he was my father, and I his son, and I
didn't want that fact to ruin what we had begun to build as a couple. I
wore soft white gauze pants, a pair that he loaned me after our shower, and
they revealed my sensuous body; they had my planned affect on him and my
shirt laid on a bench inside the gazebo, leaving my upper body naked, my
nipples rock hard, a sure distraction to him.

Jesse looked at my chest, my hard, round nipples that stood tall, just
waiting for his mouth to envelope them and take me to paradise. My chest
had not a trace of hair, something that Jesse liked about me and my head
was covered with soft curls, a result of the shower and not having a blow
dryer to blow them straight.

Those eyes of his, they seem to capture the moonlight and reflect back as
if a million bits of stardust had landed in them, they were hypnotic and
they held my gaze whenever he looked at me.

"I want you as my lover son, can we try," he asked, looking deep into my
soft green eyes.

"I have never wanted anything else dad," I whispered.

Jesse allowed his body to respond to me; he was hard, hot and needy. He
glided quickly over to me, leaving his own shirt in his wake as he came up
beside me.

"I can feel your hunger beating in my heart," my voice was soft and
seductive.

His hands came down gently on my shoulders, turned me to face him, and
moved lightly down my arms and back up to my back, tracing the sweeping
line of my back to my waist. He caressed the small of my back, the line of
my hips beneath the fabric of the pants, and when he moved his hands to
trace my hard, round ass, he found that I wore nothing beneath the flimsy
material...it only fuelled the smoldering flames of hunger in Jesse.

Jesse's breath caught in his throat, his heart leaped, as if molten lava
was moving through his veins, spreading heat and fire to pool low in the
hard, throbbing ache of his cock. He leaned into me, tilting my head up,
exposing my neck in anticipation of his breath, his mouth as he moved
seductively over my sensitised skin, leaving behind his mark.

"I love your scent, your taste, it's intoxicating to me, son," he whispered
against my neck as his tongue caressed softly over the mark that he had
left, still tasting his son, his man.

My need to feel of his mouth on me, the erotic sensation of his tongue's
soft caresses, was overpowering. Jesse's eyes slowly circled my body,
slowly, almost gliding around me, until he felt my hands caressing his
chest, and tantalising his nipples, our eyes interlocked,.

"Smell my desire sweetheart, its calling to you. I'm hot and hard, and I
need your body's warmth to envelope me." He said and I needed his mouth on
me along with the erotic sensation of sharing our bodies with each other.

"I want you, your love, right hear, right now," I whispered against the
nape of his neck, as one of his hands slipped down to follow the curve of
my hip, coming around front to untie the knot that held my pants together,
so he could shape my legs, trace my thighs, move his hands to find the
beckoning heat of my treasure.

I moaned softly, my need merging with his, our erotic images dancing in our
minds, heightening our own desires, and heating our blood to nearly
boiling. I turned in Jesse's arms and pressed back against him, feeling the
hard length of him, picking up the seductive rhythm of Jesse's fingers as
he delved deep into my velvet sheath.

Heat and fire rose quickly, flames licking over my skin, my body coiling
tighter and tighter around Jesse's fingers. Jesse's desire was pounding
like a jackhammer in my head, and in my body. I was aware of Jesse's hand
on my chest; his fingers found the hard muscle while his thumb caressed the
nipple, caressing it into a peak of erotic hardness.

"Do you want me son, do you want me as your lover, your man?" Jesse asked
softly, his voice husky with need and his breath softly caressing my ear.

"Very much," I replied, barely able to force the words out. "I need you,
dad, I need you in me, my body surrounding your cock with its heat and
softness, I need you as much as you need me darling," I answered back, and
more than anything, I needed to feel his body taking possession of mine.

He pushed me backward onto the bench. He covered my body with his, as our
mouths met in complete surrender. While his tongue invaded my mouth, his
knees were pushing my legs apart, his cock pressing against my entrance.

"I love you Noah and I want you to marry me," he said and again he didn't
bother to wait for my answer, but covered my mouth with his.

With our mouths locked together, he slid his cock deep into my waiting
rosebud. I gasped when his cock seated itself deep within my body. He broke
his kiss, rose up on his arms, and began to search out a rhythm. Unlike the
first time we fucked, he was tender and took his time when he fucked me.

"This is what I was afraid of," I told him and he pulled his cock from
me. "I don't want to be fucked like I was a china doll or something that
would break. I want the man that fucked me earlier to give my ass a workout
like he did before in the shower. Now fuck your boy like I was the last
fuck on earth," I told him.

"Let me make love to my son, just once like this, soft and tender," he
asked and I nodded yes, afraid if I spoke, that I would cry because of his
vulnerability. "I love you Noah, more than you could possibly know."

The heat of the night was in our bodies, all around us, and the need for my
dad's cock to be in me was overwhelming. I wanted him like this, hard, hot,
hungry for me, and mostly without any fears of our relationship to taunt
us.

I was all too aware of my father's fears that I was his son and that
someone would find out about our secret. I worked my charm, my gift of
seduction over him to ease his fears and draw him into my life forever, as
lovers, as equals and not just as father and son.

I threw my head back even more as Jesse leaned over my body, my arms
bringing his head closer so that I could find his nipple, to tease it,
taste it, and finally nibble on it, driving him deep into ecstasy. I rolled
us over onto his back and buried my face in his soft chest hair, drinking
in the scent of my man, while I tortured his nipples with my
mouth. Electrical charges coursed through him, through us, taking us ever
deeper into his desire, his need, his ecstasy, and gently nudging him ever
closer to his edge.

"Oh baby slow down... you have me dancing on the edge of ecstasy," he
moaned, gasping when he felt my mouth taking possession of his
cock. "Nooooo... damn it stop...I'll cum," he yelled, not wanting to cum
just yet.

My mouth was too much for his cock, I had him dancing on the edge and my
tongue gave his cock the push that it needed to send him careening over and
into ecstasy.

"Yes, fuck yes babe... I can't hold it back... take it," he gasped, he held
my head firmly, pushing me down further on his cock, his hips thrusting his
aching cock deeper into my mouth and exploding like a volcano, spewing its
lava deep into my throat.

His hips thrust forward; burying all of his cock, balls deep into my
sensuously hot mouth, refusing to stop until he had given me all that he
had to give me. With his cock spent, but still hard, dad stood, turned me
from him and buried his face in my shoulder, gently biting me and sending
erotic flames coursing through me. Against my back I could feel the heat of
his skin, the hard muscles of his chest, and the beating of his racing
heart that matched the tune of mine. I pressed back against him to feel his
thick, hard cock pressing, straining against the fabric of my pants.

"Take them off me lover, I need to feel you in me," I cooed over my
shoulder, my voice enticing, seductive, and very demanding.

Jesse quickly removed my pants and his mouth once again found the softness
of my shoulder. His teeth nipped, scraped, teased, and I smiled when he
groaned and pressed his fingers into the softness of my treasure. My body
clenched seductively around his fingers, taking him in deeper, pushing
against his hand for more. I moved in restless, wanton invitation against
him, my body needing the reality of Jesse's manhood in me.

Jesse groaned again, the sound was erotic and husky, tearing from his
throat as my hips moved my ass against Jesse's hand, my body shuddering
with pleasure. The feel of Jesse's mouth on my skin was driving me
crazy. Jesse's hard shaft was growing harder, and swelling larger with need
as my body heaved against Jesse, my ass pressing against him. The friction
and enticement that my skin provided was a temptation by itself.

I burned in dad's arms as my hand closed about his hard shaft, savouring
the warmth, with its throbbing, thick need. I guided Jesse's cock to its
destination with absolute desire. Jesse knew what I wanted, needed, and
what his own body was supplying it to me, as he drove his cock forward with
the need to bury it deep inside my treasure.

He thrust his cock deep into me, I gasped at the invasion but I thrust my
hips up, needing every inch of my lover inside me. Jesse tugged me to him;
bringing me against the hard strength of his body, holding me tightly, so
that he could feel every inch of my hot velvet sheath around him. I was hot
beneath his body, and I found myself murmuring words of affection for this
man. Jesse wanted this night of lovemaking to never end, knowing that it
was sealing our bond of love together for evermore.

Jesse's hips thrust downward, deeper and faster into the molten heat of my
ass. Moments turned to minutes, and after what felt like eternity, dad's
edge was approaching once again. As his rhythm increased and his need to
release became eminent, I began matching his rhythm thrust for thrust, my
ass pulling, milking his manhood until he could no longer hold back.

"I'm going to come son... take me," he howled and he exploded hard,
violent, deep into my hot velvet sheath, shooting rope after rope of his
seed deep into the only man that he would ever need.

Spent and reluctant, he pulled his softening length from me, turning me to
face him; his mouth covered my mouth as his tongue invaded deeply.

"Do you have any idea just what you mean to me Noah?" he asked after he
broke our kiss and my eyes moved over his face, his eyes hot and smoldering
with desire, as he brushed aside my hair from my face.

Jesse smiled then, loving the way my eyes devoured him with such hunger,
such desire, and more so with love.

"Yes I do, dad. I've known from our first time together just how much you
care about me." I said, sat up, and pulled his head to my lips, my eyes
devouring his face.

"Dad, I love you and want to spend the rest of my life with you, and not as
your son, but as your lover, your equal," I whispered, my need for this man
was unlike anything that I had ever felt before and I wanted him to know
it.

"Come and move in with me Noah, let me take care of you." He whispered back
to me. "I love you son and I don't want to, no I can't ever live without in
my life and in my bed." We kissed hard and long, his heart pounding against
mine.

He kissed his way down my body until his mouth took my cock deep, not
stopping until his nose rested contently in my pubes. I held his mouth to
my groin, as I exploded into his throat. Just the touch of his mouth on my
cock sent me over my edge, and I spewed my juices deep into his hot, moist
throat.

"Mmmmm," he moaned as he drank every drop that I offered, and never stopped
until my cock softened.

We fell asleep; my body spooned against his, two men in love forever more.

The End

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