A Modern Gay s*x Christmas Carol: The Complete Collection

Hotter Than The Fireplace - A Modern Gay s*x Christmas Carol: Hot Guys Going At It During A Snowstorm - Part 3

Peeon raised each knee allowing his co-worker to take off the underwear completely and toss it on the floor near the fireplace. The breeze fanned the flames.

Peeon's ass was smooth and clearly had been shaved that morning. Handcock stuck his nose into the exposed man-crack.

He breathed in as deeply as he could several times, enjoying both the smell and the hint of moisture against his face. Peeon gave him an extra thrill as he flexed the muscles in his butt, enclosing Handcock's nose within the confines of his ass.

From his bent over position, Peeon's generously-sized ballsac hung down between his legs like apples hanging from a tree. With his nose still planted in the man's anus, Handcock reached around and fingered each ball individually.

They felt so good between his fingers that he had to back away and get a good look at them, even though that meant distancing himself from the appealing anal scent.

As he continued to massage Peeon's balls with one hand, he moved his other hand in place to work on the guy's smooth ass, or more accurately, to work inside it. He started first by carefully sticking his pinky in and out to gauge Peeon's reaction.

Accepting the other man's gasp of surprise mixed with pleasure as permission to continue, Handcock methodically inserted and retracted each finger several times from shortest to longest. When he got to the middle finger, he stepped up his game, plunging it harder and harder, really putting his arm muscle strength behind the pushes.

"Ow!" Peeon said each time Handcock thrust his middle finger inside him. "Ah!" he repeated each time the finger slid back out.

Handcock removed his finger one last time and got closer to Peeon's crack. He let his nose linger for a moment enjoying the manly aroma.

Then he gripped each ass cheek with his fingers and parted them, exposing the lighter pink flesh of his buddy's hole. He took a deep breath and blew a blast of air into the orifice.

Starting on the outside and working his way inward, he rubbed his face against Peeon's smooth, round butt, alternating between each side. When he got close enough to really make it count, Handcock flicked his tongue out and teased the sensitive flesh around the other man's anal opening. His prickly goatee also stimulated the inner areas of Peeon's ass cheeks whenever Handcock moved his face around.

After several minutes of anal rimming, Peeon felt it was time to return the favor and make his buddy feel good for a while. "Why don't you throw another log on the fire and then we can get you out of your clothes and work on the log you've been keeping inside your pants this whole time."

Handcock happily obliged. He poked the firewood with the metal tool and then turned back towards his friend.

He slowly took off each article of clothing, like a stripper teasing a customer. Peeon sat back on the couch and played with himself while he watched the clothes fall to the floor. When Handcock was finished, he stood in the middle of his apartment totally naked.

The fire sent waves of heat rushing against his skin while the thought of what would happen next sent pulses of s****l intensity through his d**k.

Handcock opened a little drawer in the table beside the couch. He pulled out a tube of lube and a package of condoms.

He held up the items for Peeon's approval. When Peeon smiled and nodded, Handcock took out one of the little foil packages. He grasped one side of it in his hand and pulled on the corner with his teeth.

Eyeing his co-worker the whole time, he spit out the foil and retrieved the extra-large condom. He knelt on the floor and unrolled the rubber. He enjoyed watching it fall into place over Peeon's stiff c**k.

"Let me suck you off first," Peeon said when Handcock started to position himself to sit on his friend's prick.

"OK," Handcock agreed as his bare feet straddled the other man's legs. Peeon leaned forward and teased the naked p***s first with his tongue and then with his lips.

Teasing wasn't enough for him, he wanted to devour the entire length, to make it disappear inside his mouth. As he did so, Handcock decided to give his colleague a proper skull-f*****g!

He grabbed the back of Peeon's head, running his fingers over the short, stubbly hair on the sides where the style was close cropped. Then he wove his fingers into the longer hairs on top of his friend's head and gripped so tightly that Peeon winced.

Handcock pushed Peeon's head backwards until it rested on the back of the couch. Peeon steadied his legs and began to yank his friend's head back and forth, slamming his d**k in and out reaching the back of the stud's throat. Handcock's balls repeatedly slapped against his chin where they reacted slightly from the prickly five o'clock shadow.

While he forcefully used his friend's mouth, he enjoyed the view of the city outside his window. Considering the way the two men were situated, anyone who could see into the apartment window wouldn't be able to see Peeon sitting on the couch, nor could they see below Handcock's mid stomach area.

Though any voyeurs couldn't be sure what was going on, they might wonder why the shirtless man was bouncing against his couch while facing out a window during a snowstorm!

A gust of wind rattled the windows, but the naked hunks were warm inside the studio apartment as the fire threw off adequate amounts of heat. Handcock watched a car slip on the sleek streets and slide around a corner.

At the same moment, he felt his shaft slip a little too far down the back of Peeon's throat. Peeon gagged and coughed. Handcock let the man stop for a moment to catch his breath and regain his composure.

Handcock slid down his buddy's body like a fireman going down a pole. Their chests, both wet with sweat, squeaked a little from the friction. They both laughed when they heard the sound.

From his new position, Handcock's hole hovered above and alternately teased the glans of Peeon's condom-covered d**k. "Do you wanna f**k me?" Handcock asked, but it really wasn't a question, it was more of a suggestion.

Needing no prodding to take action, Peeon clasped his strong hands down on Handcock's shoulders, forcing his friend's entire body down. "Uuhhh," Handcock said as Peeon's massive tool shot through his ass crack.

A look of ecstasy came over Handcock's face as Peeon's hard prick filled him completely. He bounced up and down on it like a spring.

Enjoying the way the two muscular bodies were connected and wanting even more of a connection, Handcock leaned forward and went to work on the other man's n*****s.

He caressed them first, letting his fingers leisurely feel the different textures of skin. Then he pinched them and felt the contrast of the soft flesh and hard muscle underneath.

Finally, Handcock bit down on Peeon's right n****e, really working it with his tongue and teeth. Being especially sensitive to this sort of s****l stimulation, Peeon responded, "Ohhh...yeah...fuck..." as the nip-chewing brought him closer to orgasm.

Handcock shifted positions so he could wrap his legs around Peeon's back. Despite the obvious interpersonal nature of their activities including mouths in the most private of areas, they had yet to actually kiss each other. Handcock had a strict rule - he never kissed a man during s*x unless they were in a relationship.

However, looking directly into Peeon's face while Peeon's rod continued to ram his ass, Handcock lusted to do what he considered even more intimate. He carefully broached the subject saying, "I don't usually do this, but, can I kiss you?"

"Go for it!" his friend responded. What the response lacked in finesse, it made up for in brevity. Peeon closed his eyes and opened his mouth.

Handcock aimed his tongue and plunged it in. With the fire blazing in the background, the two guys sucked face and f****d happily until Peeon's leg got a cramp and he suggested they switch positions.

Handcock lay down on his stomach and stretched out on the couch with his ass propped up in the air by a throw pillow placed under his pelvis. Peeon pulled on the lip of the condom to readjust it.

He squirted a fresh helping of lube all over Handcock's ass cheeks. Peeon climbed on top of his naked friend and drove his prick right back into the inviting asshole.

Peeon anchored himself to his friend by putting one arm around his friend's chest. He used it to pull Handcock's body closer to him every time he thrust forward.

With his free hand, Peeon reached around his buddy's face and put his fingers in his mouth. Handcock worked them over with his tongue like they were mini-d***s.

Peeon felt the uncontrollable urge for release building in the base of his shaft. "It's getting close," he warned. "Do you want it on the ass or..."

"A facial. Please," Handcock practically begged.

Peeon stood up and ripped the wet condom off his prick. He dropped it on the floor next to the pile of clothes that resulted from his friend's earlier striptease.

Handcock flipped over on the couch so that his chest and d**k were now facing up. His eyes carefully followed his buddy's c**k as it made its way over to his face.

He grabbed the bottle of lube and squeezed it, sending a spurt that landed on Peeon's shaft as well as on his leg. Peeon laughed and scooped up the dripping lube. He slathered it along the length of his d**k.

Handcock reached out and grabbed the other man's rod in his fingers. He stuck his tongue out and wagged it suggestively, lapping at the air like that would help force the c*m out.

He milked Peeon's d**k with both hands so hard that Peeon didn't even have a moment's warning this time when the urge to release came over him. His prick just exploded multiple times.

The sticky liquid sprayed out as if under pressure in a garden hose. The jizz made a line as it hit Handcock's cheek bones, chin, neck, and upper chest.

Peeon took a step closer because Handcock pulled the now half-flaccid d**k closer to his lips. He wanted to suck out any remaining man juices. Peeon was glad to stuff his meat into his friend's mouth to ensure a thorough emptying. "Oooh," Peeon moaned when his body reacted to Handcock's expert vacuum action by shooting out a last glob of c*m into Handcock's eager mouth.

"Now that it's not hard anymore, I really gotta piss," Peeon announced. He took his friend's hand and led him to the tiled floor kitchen area.

Despite the heat from the fire, the floor tiles still felt cool to their bare feet. Peeon ordered Handcock to take a seat on the floor. The temperature of the tiles also put goosebumps on Handcock's naked ass cheeks.

Peeon paused for a moment, enjoying the sight of his still fresh c*m glistening on his buddy's body in the firelight. "Are you ready to recycle that extra-large coffee I drank?" he asked.

His friend's c**k throbbed with anticipation. He couldn't even get the words out. He could only shake his head up and down as he watched Peeon grab his c**k and aim it directly at him.

The first blast of piss hit the right side of his face. He closed one eye to avoid the splash which he knew from water sports experience burned like hell. The warm stream of urine washed away the jism that hung on his cheek and chin. The yellow-white mixture dripped to the floor.

Handcock wet his hand with the urine/c*m mixture and gripped his boner. He started to fist pump as fast as he could.

He opened his mouth and Peeon redirected the yellow stream right into Handcock's throat. As soon as his mouth was full, Handcock swished his tongue around getting the full sensation and taste of his buddy's piss. Handcock swallowed gratefully and enjoyed the feeling of the warm liquid emptying into his stomach.

Peeon aimed downward as the remaining pee drained from his chute. His target was his friend's d**k where Handcock was m**********g with a sudsy mix of lube, his own precum, Peeon's jizz, and the urine.

With perfect timing, Peeon's piss slit spurted out its last drops just as Handcock's shaft ejected its first string of c*m. It landed on Peeon's knee and immediately dripped to his foot.

The second blast shot out of Handcock's rod just as forcefully as the first one. This time, it coated his own abs. After a couple more pumps on his manhood coaxed the rest of the c*m out of his body, he took a deep breath, looked up at his buddy, and smiled.

The naked man smiled back at him and brought his knee to Handcock's face so he could clean the c*m off it with his tongue. When he finished that task, Handcock bent down and cleaned Peeon's foot the same way.

After they cleaned themselves and the floor up, Handcock threw on a couple more logs to revive the flames. The two naked studs laid down in front of the fire with cups of hot chocolate. Since Peeon was taller and heavier, he was the farthest away from the hearth while Handcock rested comfortably in his arms.

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Meanwhile, back at the office of Splooge & Jism Investment Management, Bob Crotchlick surreptitiously stole glances at the time displayed in the corner of his computer screen. He watched the minutes count down toward five o'clock. Even on Christmas Eve during this snowstorm, old Dickteaser Splooge was not about to close up shop even one minute early.

The sound of a ringing bell came from outside. Bob and Dickteaser both rose from their desks and headed to the window.

They saw what was unmistakably the Gay Men's Chorus getting in formation on the sidewalk, preparing to sing a Christmas carol. With the swirling snow and their cute winter outfits, Bob thought it looked just like a festive picture on a holiday greeting card from a gay bookstore.

The lead caroler waved his hand. The beautiful sounds of their voices began to rise in song with "Deck the halls with boughs of holly..."

Splooge immediately grabbed an oversized, closed umbrella from the umbrella stand by the door. As the carolers were telling everyone that this was the season in which to be jolly, Splooge was furiously charging out the door...