m by Ronnie Andrews
I woke up this morning my head filled with thoughts of sex. My cock was hard and was pushing up against the covers. My hand slid down to say good morning to it. Ahhh, that moment when my hand meets my cock. It's a feeling I remember having all my life. Is there any guy who doesn't think about his cock all the time, and all the fantasies we have sharing our cocks with others?
Is there anything better than a cock? Really guys? Isn't that what you think about all the time? I do. I remember the first time I realized what my cock meant to me, and that it would be my lifelong friend, companion and lover. I am in a relationship with my cock. We make such beautiful moments together. Just the two of us. Both rising to new heights of pleasure, wonder and that exquisite moment when we are each other's worlds. And then we meet, in an orgasmic delight, so tender, and yet so savage, that magical moment when we are linked to all men. Our 'blood' that sustains us through life is our semen, that juice we crave constantly.
All men share that special bond. Through life's distractions and social pressures keep most of us from ever exploring our true selves, and deep down all men know they long to touch another man's cock, feel the magic of another man. Feel his power. Feel his rawness. Feel his sexuality. This is a man. This is his cock. This is the center of his universe. You are always mesmerized by it, even becoming possessed by it.
We constantly long to be sucking on cocks, feeling them harden and to feel that divine juice from it floating and spurting into your mouth. My soul is nourished by his holy moment of pleasure, my spirit is nurtured by his sperm. That divine liquid. It is the essence of him, and of all man. We crave it. We long for it. It is our goal, our journey and our lives. Sperm is man. We are sperm. We long to share it. We lust to taste it.
If we could drink the juice of every man who existed, feeling their sperm flowing through our spirits, it still would not be enough sperm. We crave it. It beckons us. Males mating, lips to cocks, tongues swirling, juices flowing. We are linked, in an eternal embrace where we feel invincible.
Cock is heaven, sperm are its angels. Our hearts, our passions, our beings long for cum, our lifeline to forever, both future and that first magical moment when the first man tasted sperm.
Mouths devouring cocks, enveloping and dancing with delight so thirsty for sperm. And then that magical moment, your partner pulls back abruptly and holds his position, and then moans as he trust forward, back into your mouth. Lips tighten as the cock pulsates, then that feeling when you feel the first spurt of his semen against the back of your throat. OMG... Sharing a moment of absolute pleasure...
Spurt after spurt. Grunts from deep within your man fill the air. He moves his hips rapidly mating your mouth as cum continues to spew forth. Oh please use me. Take me. Give me your cum. There is no greater treasure on earth than that moment when a man's sperm splashes against your throat, your tongue or your face. The essence of life itself. The only liquid that truly nourish us.
Every morning I think about wanting a man to be laying next to me. To wake and take him into my mouth. Feeling him stir just as he is about to shoot, and then sense that moment when he is fully awake and realizes he is cumming in my mouth.
Every morning is the same. Whomever wakes first goes down on the other. We never leave the house until we have given each other our cum. We almost can't wait to go to sleep at night. We are so full of anticipation it is like Christmas eve. We want to get to sleep as soon as we can so we can awaken to a new Christmas getting the most incredible gift of a cock and cum.
Some nights we don't even make it to dawn. Countless nights we have sucked each other and eaten sperm often with the other still asleep. We drink from the other all night and all day. We can't get enough of the others sweet cream.
A passing touch, his hip against mine as we try to move around in the kitchen and I fall to my knees to suck his cock. My world is my man and his cock. I feel at home with my face against his balls and cock. I feel I'm in heaven when he is spewing sweet, hot sperm into my mouth. Oh honey... I love you so much. I love how you taste. I need your cum so badly.
Do other guys feel the way we do? I'd love to hear from other couples. I'd love to know what your days (and nights) are like.