Tom quickly stripped off his work uniform when he got home from work, sliding into a pair of cut-off sweat pants and a sleeveless flannel shirt, he went into the kitchen to make his dinner. His cock was freely swinging obscenely in the sweats, driving his horniness into overdrive. As he made his stir fry in the skillet on top of the stove, Tom asked Alexa to play some upbeat music. As he cooked, his body jammed to the music as he kept an eye on the contents sautéing in the skillet.
The music livened the otherwise quiet home. With a spatula in hand, his creation filled the room with the mouthwatering aroma of the sautéed vegetables browning in the frying pan. On occasion licking his fingers, he looked forward to eating the delicious meal. Deep down he was missing Steven. Looking at the clock, he knew it would be a while before his husband returned from the cabin. He was looking forward to holding him in bed.
Pouring the mouth-watering contents from skillet onto the plate, Tom grabbed a beer from the refrigerator opening it with his bare hands as he anticipated his tasty meal. Asking Alexa to stop, he grabbed the steaming plate of stir fry from the kitchen counter. Entering the spacious living room a silent TV was turned on to watch some mindless TV show as he savored his creation. Flipping through the channels the movie, `Magic Mike ', caught his attention. Only adding more kindling to the fire already smoldering inside. The near-naked guys gyrating on screen were making Tom Jr. feel a little randy, as he thickened in the confines of the cut-off sweat pants.
Tom leaned over the coffee table, moaning with delight, as he savored his meal with each bite. Taking a sip of beer in between bites, he half-heartedly watched the `slow' parts of the movie. After the last bit he pushed the plate to the center of the coffee table. He kicked back with a beer in his left hand as the right hand occupied itself with what was shifting in through the sweat pants material.
Tom stroked a few times wrapping his hand around the cloth encased semi-hard cock, before sliding his hand under his shirt to slowly circle his nipple with his fingertips. The sensation caused his cock to swell to full capacity triggering the piss slit to leak. While watching the entertainers perform in the movie, his attention was diverted as he concentrated on his nipple. Being alone, Tom let his hair down allowing himself to do whatever was to come of his wants.
Emptying his beer bottle, Tom strolled into the kitchen to retrieve another cold beer before heading back into the living room. The first beer uninhibitedly relaxed him as he danced his way back to the sofa, where he plopped back down. Sipping on the beer Tom started to get interested in the movie. His mind wandered back to the time when he stripped for the bridesmaids, the false arrest- which made him chuckle.
He even thought back to his friend 's birthday party, when he got up on the table giving the birthday boy his gift. Though it was an awkward night, he did have fun. Considering it would soon be time to head back to the club. The club owner always welcomed him with open arms; trying to talk him into dancing; and on occasion succeeding. The movie changed to the next scene, grabbing Tom 's attention, as he spread his legs apart, resting the soles of feet on the edge of the coffee table. Holding his beer, he continued to sip as he absent-mindedly touched himself through the cut-offs.
Feeling relaxed; placing the beer bottle on the coffee table; he stood up holding his arms above his head and started to gyrate to the music. Tom began circling his hips as his cock lewdly danced under the cover of his shorts.
Tom smiled as he watched the guys dance. Showing them his moves as he unbuttoned his shirt. Pretending he was dancing once again in front of an audience. Maneuvering around, he pushed the shirt off his shoulders. Dancing with it hanging from his back. The sleeveless flannel shirt hung at his elbows. Holding the front of the unbuttoned shirt in his hands, Tom would flash the shirt open as he gracefully turned. Turning his head toward the TV, "I 'm one hot fucking grandfather, " as he tilted his head back.
Throwing his arms out to his side, he let the shirt drop to the floor. His massive furry chest reflected off the patio windows. While the music continued he rolled his hips seductively as he held onto his crotch to tease the imaginary audience. Hearing the roar of the audience in his head he turned around, twerking his ass as he bent over to hold onto the sofa. Turning his head Tom looked behind him, smiling to the invisible cheering audience. Feeling the adrenaline from his previous experiences he stood up, pulling the waistband out to quickly pulled the tie loose allowing his cut-offs to drop down revealing his bubble butt as he continued to tease his captive audience.
Quickly pulling them back up he turned around to place his hands behind his head as he rolled his body, allowing the shorts to drop down from his waist. At first, he teasingly bared the hip bones, then it was the top of his manicured pubes before dropping slightly below the base of his cock. Reaching down he played with the waistband - pulling it back up, only to slowly lower them to reveal more of the base of his shaft. Spreading his legs to keep the shorts from sliding down, he locked his fingers behind his head as he thrust his pelvis forward.
Occasionally glancing over at the scenes on the stage in the movie, Tom turned around dropping the shorts to his ankle. Stepping out of them only to bend over to expose his ass and hole. Catching a glimpse of himself in the reflecting windows. he dropped to the floor on all fours and picked up the cut offs with his teeth. Standing up with his back towards his make-believe captive audience, Tom places them in front of his cock before turning around. In his mind the crowd was cheering, they cheered for him `them ' to show it all.
With his cock jutting out full mass, Tom placed the cut-offs over his straining cock allowing him to raise his hands behind his head and to wiggle his covered cock toward the invisible crowd. Pulling his hands down the back of his head; around to the sides of his face; down his neck and eventually over his chest. Tweaking each nipple, Tom is smiling as his cock jerks from the pleasure. He continues to lower his hands to his waist and back up his stomach. Imitating sighs as he feels himself. In his head, he hears the roar of a chant, "Show us all, show us all. "
As the movie cuts to the next scene, Tom ignores the television and drops the shorts to wave his engulfed cock around the empty room. He sees his reflection in the window: rubs his hands all over his torso, while enjoying the view being reflected. The applause ringing in his mind causes him to smile at his naked accomplishments. A thought goes through his head, "They want to see me climax. " Not wanting to disappoint his fantasy audience, Tom reaches down to wrap his hand around his waving, leaking, engorged cock seeking their approval. Stroking his cock with one hand, Tom closes his eyes and tweaked his nipples with the other. He loses himself in the moment of sensations.
Tom stood in the living room surrounded by windows to the outside, anyone lurking in the back of the house would have gotten a burlesque show. Tom admired what was reflected back to him. He didn't care if anyone were to notice; in fact, the thought of being an exhibitionist turned him on, as the precum dripped from the end of his cock onto the floor. He wanted the whole world to see him at that very moment.
Seeing another droplet forming at the tip of his cock Tom caught it before it dripped off the end. He couldn 't help bringing the wet sticky fingers to his lips. Placing the digits in his mouth, Tom savored what his cock was producing as he watched the reflection in the window. What he saw, he was enjoying. He shook his cock up and down as he watched the next droplet gather. Dripping off the tip of his cock it formed a thread before snapping and falling to the floor.
Spreading his legs further apart, Tom bent back at the knees as his upper body tilted forward, making grimacing faces as he used the natural lube to pump his meat. He felt the familiar intenseness of heat building in his body. The lusts coursing through his veins. His balls about to boil over from his lusty simulation of being a stripper.
Tom stood naked pounding on his meat, coos escaping from his lips. Continued the open self-pleasuring, Tom eventually got louder and louder. The moans drowned out the TV as they echoed through the living room. Pleasuring himself, a thought quickly dawned on him of an old late 70's porn tape that he had worn out from watching repeatedly. A blond god Tom thought was hot at the time would come on stage, stripped down, and fucked himself with a massive dildo before blowing a huge load on stage. The scene was Tom's favorite. He emptied his balls many a night watching the scene over-and-over again.
Thinking of the copy on DVD, he quickly stopped his private show. Thoughts of Casey ran through his mind, and he needed to see that scene again. Running bare ass naked to his closet, with his massive rod leading the way; dripping a trail of precum, he rummaged through his duffle bag to search for this particular DVD. Finding the pirated stash of his favorite porn, Tom quickly sorted through the different labeled videos looking for the one he cherished the most. Seizing the prized procession of his young adulthood Tom raced downstairs, skipping two steps at a time, excited that he still had his favorite. Tom flew down the steps toward the entertainment center as his dripping cock lead him all the way.
Popping out one DVD from the video player, he quickly inserted his favorite, cursing as the player didn't respond quick enough. He didn't want to let his good boner die down. While thinking about the scene, Tom stroked his cock back to life, waiting for the title to appear on the screen. What seemed like an eternity to a man at full mast, he quickly pushed the buttons to the scene. As the DVD seemed to take forever to get to the scene, it made the typical squealing noises everyone was accustom too as the player found the scene on the disk.
Anticipating watching his favorite scene from the video Tom sat back on the couch. The scene started to unfold. There was something about that actor that turned Tom on. The conversation started, the dancer entered upon the stage. Tom cupped his balls while stroking himself with the other hand. His cock oozed which made it easier for his hand to slide up and down his massive boner. Watching the Blonde dancer removing his clothes was Tom 's favorite. Tom 's massive cock got harder and throbbed with each article of clothing the stripper removed which would unveil a smooth, slender body.
Spitting into his palm to add to his natural lube, Tom reached back down to wrap his hand around his throbbing glistening dick. Effortlessly gliding over the massive shaft. Moans escaped from his lips as his eyes were glued to the blond dancing for the audience. Tom 's fist moved faster over his turgid member, as the actor walked up to a table to let one of the patron 's taste his wares. Tom squeezed lightly on his balls. Adding more spit into his palm to continue the administration of self-pleasure. The precum was oozing copiously from the tip of his cock onto his balls as he sat on the sofa. Tom wanked as the actor pulled his ample cock from the patron's mouth and got back on stage. The actor presented a long dildo as he continued his dance on the stage. Tom knew what was going to happen in the next scene. His exhibitionist instinct had memorized this particular scene over the hundreds of times of viewing. It still had the same effect on him, as did the first time he ever saw it. As the dancer stroked the long dildo, lubing the faux phallus for the next part of his performance, Tom wanked harder. Knowing the actor would sit on the whole thing in front of all the guys - he was a voyeur for the onscreen exhibitionist.
Tom squeezed a little harder on his balls, more oozed from his cockhead as his fist flailed on his polished rod. Seeing the slim blonde dancer squatting over the dildo made Tom very excited. Stopping briefly to let his urgency subside, Tom wanted to watch his favorite actor start playing while riding the dildo. The audience watched, as the blonde impales himself, wanking himself for everyone to view. Tom slowly moved his fist up and down his glistening shaft waiting for the perfect moment to cum with the onscreen object of desire. Spitting in his hand, he wrapped his palm and fingers around his cock. He pumped a little more aggressively as the hormones coursed through his body. All he could think of was wanting to spunk on that guy 's face and chest at the same time the actor came onscreen.
Tom spread his legs further apart by resting his feet on the coffee table - his toes curled up. Leaning back into the sofa cushions as he serviced himself, his slicked cock ached as he stroked. Watching the actor start to twitch with his pending cum shot, Tom was practically laying on the sofa - his head resting on the pillow behind him. Working his cock, he knew the exact moment his onscreen buddy was going to blast his nut juice onto the stage floor. The dancer continued riding the dildo impaled up his ass. As Tom watched intently, coaching the dancer to shoot his load for him as if the dancer was performing a solo show just for him.
Tom was timing himself for a simultaneous release just like he had done hundreds of times before. Tom 's back started to arch as he breathed heavily. "Oh, Yeah!" escaped from his lips as he squinted to keep his eyes on the performer. Tom took the cue when the man on the screen started to moan, stroking quicker, feeling his balls rise as his body began to quiver.
Feeling the knot of pleasure in his stomach Tom knew he was going to nut at the same time. His nerve endings felt the excitement as he furiously worked his cock. With his labored breathing, Tom arched his back and let out a scream at the same time as the performer. Tom tried to keep his eyes on the screen, but his cock felt too good as he yelled out. His body shuddering from the oncoming blast as Tom's face grimaced, his mouth formed the perfect "O" as his ass left the sofa, his shoulders pushing back into the cushions behind him and feet pressed against the coffee table carrying the brunt of his body weight. Tensing up, Tom raised his body from the sofa, as the torrents of cum flew from his cock, flying up in the air. Tom felt his body showered with puddles of cum as it descended upon him after his rocket blasted its payload off through the air.
His mind was in another world, the euphoria made him oblivious to his surroundings as all thought dissipated. His chest was heaving as he lay there not able to move a muscle. Slowly all feeling was starting to return as his surroundings came into focus.
His hand was still wrapped around his cock, as the last remnants of his big load oozed down his covered fingers and shaft. He laid there out of breath. His head reeling from the intenseness of his solo act. The DVD still played in the background, with another performer dancing to "I was made for lovin ' you. " Tom disengaged from the video as he looked down on his cum covered body. Pools of cum were soaking into his chest hair, as well as gathering onto his abs and stomach. The globs of cum were slowly dripping down his fingers dripping onto pubes and balls. Lifting his spouge covered digits to his mouth, he tasted himself as he cleaned his fingers one by one, savoring the flavor. His lips coated with his love sauce, which he relished.
Reaching down he smeared the puddles of cum through his chest hair, matting it to his skin. He laid back drifting off to sleep.
When Tom woke up from his deep nap, he felt like a glazed donut. He liked the smell of his nut batter that dried into his matted chest hair. He turned his head to whiff his underarms - smelling a definite manly scent. Proudly smiling to himself about the way he felt. Rising slowly from the sofa he left his clothes on the living room floor. He gathered his empty beer bottles and plate, placing them in the sink when he walked into the kitchen. Heading upstairs, Tom made his way to the empty bed, pulling down the covers to drift off to sleep once again.
During the night, Tom woke up realizing he wasn 't alone, the scent of Steven 's sweaty body next to him made him smile as he grasped the hand that wrapped around his chest. Feeling Steven 's nakedness against his, Tom shifted closer back to Steven feeling secure in his arms. Steven 's throbbing cock pressed up between Tom 's legs and balls causing Tom to stiffen with excitement.
Steven nuzzled him on the neck when he realized Tom was half awake. Kissing Tom from behind, he held Tom tighter. Steven loved feeling his man in his arms. Once again they were finally alone and Steven wanted to hold onto his man all night. Whispering into Tom 's ear, "I love you, " as he hugged him tighter. Tom knew Steven was awake.
Feeling Steven 's hard cock against him, Tom couldn 't sleep as he felt his excitement rage. Feeling Steven's exploring finger circle his nipple; occasionally with a squeeze, testing to see how Tom would respond. Tom rolled Steven onto his back, quickly pulled the lube from the nightstand drawer. Coating his palm with an ample amount Tom wrapped his palm and fingers around Steven 's welcome package. Tom sat up to shift the covers down. Quickly crawling over Steven, Tom sat on his stomach. Reaching behind to stroke Steven 's cock as he circled Steven 's nipple with his finger. While Steven 's hand glided smoothly along Tom 's shaft, Tom placed both hands on Steven 's chest. Lifting his ass off Steven 's stomach, he felt the tip of Steven 's head at his hole. Tom wiggled a little to get the cock head into the right position. Reaching back, he helped guide the head into his quivering hole. Feeling his warm moist hole open to welcome Steven inside him. Tom felt the cock stretch him open which fueled the smoldering fire that was building inside as he held onto Steven's chest. Slowly lowered himself onto Steven, Tom felt every inch of that big cock glide into him. His cock was leaking onto Steven as he worked his ass down to the base. The ignited fire continued to spread, sitting impaled on the hose would be the only means to quench the fire inside of him. Slowly easing his body toward Steven 's, Tom kissed Steven 's lips whispering, "Welcome home. "
Steven wrapped his arms around Tom to hold him closer as he pushed his cock deeper into his partner. "It 's good to be home, " reassured Steven. Their tongues danced together as they prepared for their ritual. "Finally, alone, after the holiday. By the way, Happy New Year! "
Tom sat back up to feel all of Steven deep inside him. Steven reached up to touch both of Tom 's nipples. Hearing Tom sigh as he raised himself to plant his cock deep inside the warm surroundings. Moaning, Tom felt the cock slide against his hole. Lowering himself until Steven's cockhead kissed his sweet spot deep inside, which caused Tom 's cock to jerk. Tom placed his hands against Steven 's smooth chest as he impaled himself upon his personal "dildo ". As the fireman took the whole thing deep in the ass, Steven sat up to bury his face into Tom's furry chest. Inhaling the savory aroma of Tom's manliness, Steven realized Tom was coated in his own cum. Steven lapped at the cum dried hair before looking up into Tom 's eyes. With the moon shining through the window he could see Tom clearly as their eyes met. Steven smiled up at Tom, who was beaming from ear-to-ear knowing Steven was loving what he discovered, their scents mingling together.
Tom pushed Steven back down onto the bed, as he raised his ass to the point where Steven 's cock almost fell out of his nearly empty hole. Quickly reversing direction Tom sighed as he felt the cock slide to the depths of him, filling the void that was created when he pulled off. Tom encouraged Steven to work his nipples. The more pressure he felt on his nipples, the harder and deeper Tom impaled himself on Steven's cock.
Steven watched as Tom worked his ass up and down his throbbing shaft. He continued to work Tom 's nipples getting Tom into the state of rapture. Steven wanted to go deeper, though Tom riding his cock felt good he wanted to feel better.
Steven pulled his cock out of Tom 's amazing ass. Pushing Tom to lay on his side, Steven entered him from behind. Holding onto Tom 's muscular body by wrapping his arms around Tom 's furry chest he proceeded with the fucking. With his arms wrapped around Tom 's body, his fingers found the nipples. Once again he applied pressure as he penetrated his husband from behind, slowly plowing him as he squeezed on the nubs listening for Tom 's response.
Tom 's moans filled the room.
Steven buried his face into Tom, inhaling his musky scent. The sensations were exciting him beyond imagination. He wanted to breed his husband and fall asleep inside of him. Tom 's natural smell was getting strong, intoxicating Steven as he sped up his pistoning of Tom 's hungry ass.
Tom's desire turned, he wanted it all - to be filled by Steven. He wanted to feel the warmth of Steven inside of him. The thoughts made Tom 's fire burn hot. That Steven quenching the fire was temporary. Steven flooding his ass was Tom 's burning desire and everything he wanted.
Steven reached down with one hand to wrap it around Tom 's ample cock. Steven allowed to stroke as he fucked Tom 's hungry ass. The more he pushed in and pulled out, the wetter Tom was becoming. Tom 's silky hole was feeling magnificent on his cock. Tom 's cock felt like an extension of his, as he attempted to toss Tom off while fucking his tight hole.
Tom tightened his anal muscles around the impaling cock. His under used muscles worked to drain all the fluids from Steven's cock deep into the hungry ass that needed its fire quenched. He yearned to feel owned tonight. Steven's cock was doing an excellent job of taking ownership.
Steven could no longer contain himself. Tom yelled out, "Fuck me, fuck me! " as he clawed the sheets on the bed. Tom continued his verbal banter by encouraging his partner to ravage his ass with his big cock. Steven held on tighter as he rammed himself deeply into his lover. His cock was swelling as he built his load. Tom knew what he wanted: he needed more; he needed to feel the completion; and he was going to get it.
Tom rolled over onto his stomach, as Steven followed along, keeping his cock buried deep in that ass, never stepping out of rhythm. Steven was feeling himself starting to sweat from the physical workout. His body slid on top of Tom 's as they both sweat from the intense passion of their physical connection. Tom 's natural odor was driving him crazy as he took no mercy on Tom 's ass. Tom was thrusting his ass back on that fuck rod inside of him. Gyrating, wiggling, and dancing at the stretching abuse his MAN was giving him.
Tom dug his fingers into the sheets and raising his ass from the bed, pleaded to be fucked, feeling his cock digging into the covers each time Steven went deep. The friction between his stomach and sheets was fueling the fire. Tom hollered out to the gods who were witnessing this union as Steven plummeted Tom 's ass.
They both clawed and turned. Their lovemaking had become very animalistic. That growing desire to be alone; to fuck each other 's brains out; to reach the pinnacle of being at one with each other. The guttural mutterings were incoherent as they echoed throughout the bedroom. Their session could be heard through the whole house, if not outside.
Steven felt himself about to unleash his nut batter deep into Tom 's ravenous ass. He reached up to pull the hair on the back of Tom 's head as he lodged his cock deep inside of him. One more push and he was howling. His balls churned. The bursting load triggering his nerve endings to fire off in all directions. The release caused him to tense with spasms as he felt the escaping load course throughout his body. He felt his cock expanded as he expelled deep into Tom. Triggering Tom to cum right into the sheets, they both howled as they unloaded together. Steven continued to shudder as more and more contents of his balls filled the warm moist cavern. Marking Tom as his with Steven's creamy load deep inside.
Steven dripping in sweat collapsed on top of Tom, unable to move. Tom bore the weight of his husband as he was trapped between him and the bed. Lying in a pool of his own cum, basking in the afterglow Tom could smell himself. His underarms were a little stronger; he could feel the dry cum in his chest hair; and to top off his satiated bliss was Steven 's load that was delivered by that magnificent cock still rooted inside of him.
He felt Steven's grip tighten around him, as Steven rolled to his side, pulling him along. Steven's head was next to his as they continued to spoon. Steven not relinquishing his ownership of his hungry man. Tom briefly thought what would top off the evening - cherishing a thought he drifted off to sleep in his lover's arms. Tom wanted a little more of Steven in him, but didn 't communicate that fact. Tom thought in time, Steven will flood his bowels as he desired. But tonight, the session tired both of them out, falling soundly asleep in each other 's arms.
The acrid smell of two sweaty men filled the room as they held onto each other.