Date: Mon, 6 Dec 2021 16:36:51 +0000 (UTC)
From: Terry Green <terrygreen822@aol.com>
Subject: Fun with Max Christmas Tree

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"It's the most wonderful time of the year!" This lady was belting out
this holiday favorite with gusto, as my lover Max and I were at
Rockefeller Center. Both of us held hands on the chilly evening, as we
were so happy to be together. It was his first time seeing the New York
City Christmas Celebration, which is known across the world for good
reason. Hot cocoa kept us warm, as the countdown to the tree being
illuminated was on. This years tree was from Oregon, and it was huge, a
magnificent specimen that certainly fit in Gotham. Everything is bigger
in New York, and admittedly I was feeling frisky looking at Max's eyes
as we were surrounded by masses of people. We had been together since the
beginning of the semester at Columbia, and despite our age difference,
what we had was a perfect balance of compassion and trust. His parents
were supportive, as he had been openly gay for who knows how long in DC
where he grew up. Our plans called for us to be with them Christmas Day.
They were very pleasant, and his difficult sister even approved of what
we had together.

Yes he was 18 and I am 43, but we really were a terrific team. Max was
looking so sexy in his tight jeans and sweater. He knew deep down what
was coming, whispering in my ear, "after this tree is lit I want
yours." This turned me on, and even with the throngs of folks next to
us, he surreptitiously snuck his hand down my pants. His warm soft Asian
hands on my cock, oh this felt so amazing and my eight inches was sprung
along with the inevitable scents of sexual passion. He was teasing me.
Yet later on that would change to pleasing. I heard him giggling and
giddy as he felt my throbbing penis, and later on was going to make him
scream. Finally the main event was ready, as the mayor came out and read
a seasonal poem. Max and I along with the crowd were momentarily
transfixed, as the imagery in his words resonated. Then it happened. The
lights turned on the gigantic pine, the applause was deafening, and the
band played holiday songs. Quite often the city on the go gets a bad
reputation, but here people were joyful and happy to enjoy the
festivities.

A relatively balmy night. So good to see families and people of all
backgrounds together. This was the NYC I grew up with and loved. While
the Big Apple was known for its New Years celebration, this event was
where I always found myself. It was a break from the painful memories of
combat. Also it was a reprieve from running a premier security and
personal protection company. I knew tomorrow would be more time
relocating our corporate equipment to the new headquarters in the Bronx,
and that a workout was needed. Thankfully having a good metabolism, my
6'3 210 pound frame was firm and muscular. Being one of those dad body
types? No thanks as the peloton bike and weights, would soon be back with
maximum effort.

As the Christmas songs continued, images of my childhood here emerged. I
saw my parents and sister, with wax candles and cups to light up during
the ceremonies. Soon I was melancholy as I realized how much I missed
them, as a few years back they were killed in a car accident. My sister
and a few cousins were all that was left, along with a nephew and niece
that I missed dearly. They were out in San Diego, as her husband was in
the navy. I'd have to see them soon, and I thought back to some awful
combat scenes. Max somehow knew and hugged me. The images of the Afghani
boy with the bombs strapped to his back disappeared, and once again I was
smiling and feeling festive again. Max was far wiser than his 18 years.
"You can only live the life that you endure. So much we cannot change."
He was so philosophical for a chemistry and mathematics major, and I was
happy he was with me. So cute and his eyes sparkled, and I loved this
Filipino more everyday as we were a serious couple.

Soon we took a Uber, and headed back to my penthouse apartment. Traffic
was heavy. Headlights and honking. Upon being dropped off, I made sure to
tip our driver Charles 30%. People like him made the world go round, and
my training had made me realize, that his eye bags were an indicator of a
lack of quality sleep. So many of us were overextended, but he looked as
if, he was working three or four jobs to make ends meet. New York was a
place for all, but some had to work a lot, as the cost of living was
ridiculous. While still a port for new Americans, more were going to
different areas due to this. I couldn't blame them, as just the housing
costs were 50% or more the national average.

In the car Max's fruit scented cologne had caught my attention. Smell is
a sensation that quite often leads to lust, and I desired him. Yet I
figured get out some drinks, and relax with my hot slender Filipino for
awhile. He always was intelligent conversation, and recently had shown an
interest in architecture, which I was fascinated by. We discussed some of
the great works, along with the artists who made these happen. On the
leather couch we cuddled, drank shots of sweet and smooth rum, and caught
up with each other. There was some kissing of course, but all changed
when I felt his tongue in my mouth, and his hands grabbing my crotch with
uninhibited desire. It was if a gravitational force of seductive
unavoidable had entered the void, and soon my tongue was in his mouth.
Those smooth wet lips of his, and his hands on the back of my neck, it
was time to unleash the buildup of significance.

Lights on in the bedroom, we were in our underwear, as clothes were
thrown haphazardly. The kissing continued as we slid down each other's
undergarments, to be free as we had been born with nothing to restrain
us. My hands around his hips we kissed light two moths on a bright light,
and somehow I told Max to lie down. His tan slender and smooth Filipino
body was so sexy, and with my height and muscle advantage, I laid down on
top of him. Our cocks rubbed together, and the all encompassing sensation
made our toes curl as we moaned. My hairy chest on his svelte one, and I
rammed my hard cock into his shaved balls. This was my not so subtle way,
of letting my partner know that I'd be inside him very soon. Primal kind
of dominance as we kissed, and soon I was on his neck.

Sliding my tongue around his neck, moving down to his chest, I sucked his
nipples with maximum PSI. He jerked in response, and I could hear his
heavy breathing as his penis was in my hand. Oh yes I stroked his shaft,
and soon started to gobble him all the way in my lips. My tongue swirling
his cock head, I loved the taste of him and his sweet precum. Slurping up
his testicles, I fingered his ass with lube, as eventually I was going to
violate him. It wasn't a question or speculative, it was established
fact. He was touching my back and nipples as I went down on him, and soon
without warning he had my complete undivided attention.

Skillfully and with grace, soon his petite frame was on top of me. Max
looked into my eyes as he took my big full shaft in his mouth. First the
head and seeing his nice lips wrapped around I was all his, but even more
as he went up and down my shaft. He really knew how to suck and lick my
errogenous zones. It was so damn good, and the bed along with him and I,
formed an invisible bond of sexual proliferation. As I grabbed the
sheets, I could hear his slobbering my knob, and I just made some noises
a wild animal would.

I grabbed him and put his legs on my shoulders. From the edge of the bed
I entered him. It took some time but soon as my head breeched his hole, I
slid all the way inside him. Oh yes the smile on his face, although at
the same time biting his lips. The warmth of lube and being inside my
lovers oven, my penis soon slid in him like melted butter as our sexual
callestenics became far more fervent. We were two animals in the bed, and
soon he bent over like the good bitch he was, for me to take him from
behind.

He clenched. I howled. We had a wonderful thing going and soon he was
riding me. I loved how his penis and balls were on my abdomen, and how I
could reach them. As I felt his nuts, oh I loved his low hanging almonds,
he panted and came all over me. His orgasm was so powerful, and knowing
that I hit his g spot turned me on even more ferociously. White sperm of
him was all over me, and I became even more aggressive. I wanted him to
know full well I bred him.

As we kissed he rubbed my sensitive balls. He continued to clench and
release my male genitals, and waves of pleasure continued on. It was as
if time had stopped, and paradise higher than any drug had arrived.
Kissing again it wouldn't be long. The squeaking of the bed, plus the
small of my back, were a warning to my lover. He smiled knowing what was
getting ready to erupt, and I heard his delightful screams as I
impregnated his ass with all of my seed. Kissing we continued another
moment, and with contentment in the air, we fell asleep together. Our
arms and legs intertwined, we had the best of everything.