What I Would Do to my Tom

By moc.loa@vgnutaT

Published on Nov 17, 1999

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Usual Disclaimer: If you are not 18 years old yet do not read. If you are offended by male to male sexual content do not read. If the laws in your state or county forbid this type of material, do not read. Otherwise enjoy the story and all comments good or bad are welcome and I'll look forward to hearing them at Tatungv@AOL.com . Flamers, will be ignored.

My Dearest Tom,

To me you're the most wonderful person I have never met. I love to read your words and hear your thoughts in my mind. Your picture made my heart skip a beat with your dark hair and deep dark unrevealing eyes. You have a confident look of sure dominance. I can only dream of what you look like under those clothes, my strong muscular man. You have a look about you that tells me you know what you want in life. I think about you all the time, wondering what you're doing, who you're with.

Mostly, I think of what I would do to you if given the chance. Love you? Oh, yes. Take care of you? Most definitely! Make wild passionate love to you? With every fiber of my being! Oh my Tom, what I would do to you. In my dreams and fantasies, I wonder what you look without all those clothes. I talk about you to my friends, never revealing the part of how I have fallen for you. I tell them you're smart, and athletic, how you like to climb to the highest clouds, just because they are there. I tell them you see life through a child's eyes in a man's body. I say, Tom is a cool guy, I wish I would meet him someday. Then I wander off thinking about what it would be like to feel your body, run my fingers across your chest. Circling your nipples with my finger until they become erect. Planting butterfly kisses all over your face.

I hear you telling me you love me. It makes me cry. You hold me tight telling me love is a good thing. I am overwhelmed with passion. I begin to remove your clothes very slowly and methodically. I slide down your chest off the bed. I am sitting at your feet. I remove your shoes, rubbing your feet with my face, peeling your socks off with my teeth. When your socks are off, you wiggle and stretch your toes. I am compelled to put your toes in my mouth and suck them slowly one by one until you can stand no more, moaning loud enough to wake the sleeping in the next county. Rubbing my way up your legs in your pants. You tell me to stop and remove your pants. I do. I reach up and slowly unbutton your pants; the zipper seems to be clicking its way down in slow motion. Time is standing still. Finally, my hand stops by the end of your pants. You lift your ass so I can slide them off. You are so erect, the pants snag on your engorged cock.

I am looking down at my most beautiful Tom. My eyes glaze over, my heart fills with passion and undying love for you. I reach out and touch your cock through your boxers. Boxers, ah yes, I do love them so. So soft and silky with hardness, underneath a cat couldn't scratch. My eyes watch your whole body shudder. I lean down, back on my knees, licking your feet again all over, jamming my tongue between each toe. I work my way up your legs, kissing and biting. I stop behind your knees and plant biting kisses. You cry out with pleasure.

Now I continue up your inner thighs, alternating legs. My nose reaches your crotch, nestled between your steaming legs. I open my mouth as wide as it will go. Hovering over your balls, I rub my face into your crotch. Then, aggressively as I can, grab your boxers at the top with my teeth and rip them off you. Your cock pops out and slaps me hard against my face. I must be in heaven. Then to your surprise, I give the head a sucking kiss that almost lifts you completely off the bed. I burrow my face under your balls, stretching my tongue as far into your inner thighs as I can go. I feel your glory hole with the tip of my tongue. You jump. You lift your legs and spread your ass to give me easy access. I lap up your juices like a cat does with milk. You're bucking like crazy, begging me to fuck your ass with my hot tongue. I am lapping you like a thirsty dog. Then I stop.

I reach up and kiss you, my tongue entering your mouth, our tongues dueling with a fierceness of bulls. You grab my head and force it down to your ever-waiting cock. You ram it into my waiting throat.

You become fixed on fucking my face. There is no stopping you. I can feel your balls sucking up to your body. Your cock swells into my throat. I feel your hot cum flooding my mouth, wave after wave of hot gushing cum. I can't hold it all, it is coming so fast and so hard it is literally squirting out the sides of my lips. You are bucking wildly and I can feel my hair being torn out. Then like the calm after a raging storm all has stopped. You reach down and pull me into your arms telling me, you love me. All of a sudden, someone was shaking my arm. It was all a dream. I went home that night and cried for hours. Someday my dear sweet Tom.

Your Loving David

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