The ski trip

I have been corresponding with a guy for a while now. Recently, he sent me
his pictures, first of him in Bikini underwear, then nude and finally one
of him with a hard-on and another of a close up of his dick. It was a
sight to behold! He was wearing jeans with the fly open from which
protruded his dick, standing boldly at a 45 degree angle. His balls fell
out under his hefty dick. My what a gorgeous pair, they are! Tom is
compact, smooth athletic body like a swimming champion. I knew from
writing to him that he would be compatible with me when it came to sexual
activity. However, for a long time, all we did was write hot letters and
fantasies to each other.

Last winter he was going to Boston on a business trip. We made arrangements
to meet at a ski resort. It was mid January and we were having an old
fashioned New England winter. We didn't mind the cold. Our suite came with
a fireplace that was burning brightly as we sat down to a scrumptious meal.
We dined on roast duck and all the trimmings. We talked across the
candle-lit table for hours. Tom was even more handsome than his pictures
could have ever depicted. Of course I was looking at him in candlelight
with love in my eyes.

After dessert, Cherries Jubilee, I suggested that we sit on the floor in
front of the fire to sip our cognac. We snuggled close to each other and
toasted through crossed arms. The room became unbearably hot; I guess the
combination of the fire, the cognac, and our own body heat contributed to
the atmosphere.

We undressed and were laying on the rug naked in each other's arms. We made
love -- the best I'd ever had. We pleasured each other in every
conceivable way, all night long.

After our mutual climaxes, I decided to give Tom a massage. What a body
he has: shapely legs and washboard stomach from years of working out. His
arms and shoulders are muscular, but not too overly developed. His ass was
the most beautiful I had ever seen.

I spent the next hour rubbing his neck, backbone, thighs, calves and even
feet. As my fingers made love to his body, he commented on my magic hands.
I paid special attention to his butt and the back of his thighs. My greasy
fingers would constantly be brushing his ball sac that lay between his
outspread thighs. When he turned over on his back, I massaged his
shoulders, chest, stomach and legs.

His dick kept getting in the way as it swayed back and forth and bobbed up
and down. I had to do something, so I took it into my mouth and pistoned
my head up and down its length until I sucked him dry. Finally, it went
down so I could continue the massage. However, a little while later, it
was standing straight up and getting in my way again. When I started to
suck him again, he moved his body into a 69 position and we brought each
other off.

We were exhausted, but never did make it to the bedroom, instead we slept
in each other's arms on the floor. The fire had burned out during the
night and we awoke, shivering. We finally went into the bedroom and
snuggled together beneath a down comforter; our naked bodies joined at the
hip.

The morning light was filtering into the room through the slats of the whitewashed shutters on the window. I slipped out 
of bed and padded into the large bathroom of the suite. The floor, walls and sunken bathtub were all made of marble, and 
were cold on my feet as I turned on the shower. Soon the warm steam was filling the room, taking off the chill as I climbed 
into the glass enclosed chamber. I could still smell Bob on my skin as I began to soap myself with the french milled soap. 
I couldn’t believe that things had been going so well. Here I was in a beautiful suite in Utah with a man that seemed to 
possess everything that I had been searching for in a partner. As I thought about our first incredible night together, 
my hands worked down my stomach towards my rapidly hardening erection. The lather urged me on as I ran my hands up and down 
the shaft reliving the thrills of last night's lovemaking. I was so into the feeling of the soap on my dick that I didn’t 
hear Bob enter the bathroom. The door opening startled me back to reality...."Don’t stop on my account" he said stepping 
into the steamy shower, quickly closing the door and stepping into the warm cascade of water. "Good morning" I said as I 
snuggled up behind him and nibbled on the nape of his neck as he stood under the shower head. He turned around and pulled me 
to him and kissed me softly mixing the lather and steam and water together as we continued to kiss.

"Would you wash my back" Bob said turning his gorgeous tanned backside to me allowing me to run my hands over the chiseled 
musculature of his frame. I took my time, enjoying every moment of contact with his beauty. Working my lathered hands 
down to his perfectly shaped ass I took extra care to caress his ass cheeks and gently push my fingers into him. He moaned 
with approval and arched his back as he pushed back against my hands urging my fingers deeper. I wasted no time in lathering 
up my rock hard cock and made my presence known by pushing slowly into him. He moaned again and pushed back harder into 
me...causing me to slide into him....I was overcome with a wave of pleasure that surged through me as we moved in perfect 
unison...the steamy shower echoed with our shouts of pleasure as we both moved towards an explosive climax...I felt my own 
cock swelling within him and knew the moment was close. Thrusting hard into his muscular ass, I gave one final shout 
and exploded deep inside him, at the same time felt him shudder as his own orgasm ripped through him spraying the 
walls of the shower with his seed. We gently washed eachothers bodies and emerged from the shower refreshed but drained 
and we agreed that we were both famished.........

We dried each other with huge white fluffy towels, and I picked you up in my arms and carried you into the bedroom. 
The room smelled with Jasmine from the scented candles that I had lit beforehand. I laid you on the bed in their glow, and 
my hands and tongue started to wander over your body. I kissed your lips, your neck and throat, and then I licked and sucked 
your nipples. You moaned with pleasure. My tongue traced a line down towards your belly, and I found your cock, which was 
rock hard and oozing with pre-cum. I licked the head of it, and again a moan escaped from your mouth. Then the whole shaft 
sliped into my mouth. I liked the taste of your cock, and my mouth moved up and down sucking you. I licked your balls, and 
smelled your smell, that special smell from your silky pubic hair.

You reached down and stopped me. I looked up at you with questioning eyes. "We were supposed to get some breakfast, 
remember?" you chide me. "Oh, I'm watching my weight and thought a liquid protein diet would be appropriate", I giggled, 
"But you're right. I guess we do need some solid food! Although this is still solid", I quipped as I take my hand off your 
cock and tie your robe around you. We sat in the small breakfast nook and had a scrumptious breakfast: eggs, ham, hash 
browns, fresh fruit. We ate our meal in silence. Most of the time, I just stared at you. I couldn't take my eyes off the 
most beautiful man I had ever seen. We ended our meal with cups of hot coffee. After resting and bantering back and forth 
about how lucky we were to find each other, I slipped onto the carpeted floor in front of the fire and motioned for you to 
join me. We lay side by side, embrassed and kissed passionately. I opened your robe and said, "Now where was I? Oh, I 
remember! I laid you on your back, and rediscovered your body. I kissed you passionately as my hands moved across your 
body. My lips traveled down from your mouth to your nipples, and I discovered just how much I could turn you on, by 
nibbling and biting them gently. Then I descended lower and found your long hard cock. After licking the head, I then put 
it in my mouth. It felt good, and I swallowed all of it into my mouth and down my throat until my nose was resting in your
freshly-washed pubes. I loved to suck on your cock, to feel its size and hardness, to play with it and to hear your moans 
of pleasure.

My passion grew with intensity with your encouraging moans. I wanted you badly. I took my mouth off your cock and spread
your legs, throwing them over your shoulders. Your rosebud was winking at me. I kissed you cock, your balls, under them,
then you butt hole. I kissed you ass cheeks and ran my tongue up and down your cleft. You moaned with delight and then
caught your breath and were silent as my tongue rammed itself up your butt hole. I tongue fucked you. My tongue went in and
out of your tight ass hole. Your body was trembling and your moans became intense. As I continued to fuck you with my tongue
my hand grabbed your cock and was slowly jerking you. You reached down and were caressing your baalls with one hand
the other was playing with your tits. I took my tongue out of your ass and replaced it with a finger. My mouth moved back
to your balls. I was finger fucking you, sucking your balls and jerking your cock. I was not doing a good job with my
hand so you replaced it with your and started to whack with a frenzy. This was sheer pleasure. With your balls in my mouth
I glanced up at your face. It was being blurred by your rapid hand movements. Your breathing became shallow and you started
to moan. Your sphincter tightened around my finger. Your balls danced in my mouth. With a might moan, you seed shot from
your cock like hot lava from Vesuvius. It was a sight to behold. So much of it flew every where. Some landed on your chest
some on my face. Your man seed was every where. Both my hands were now sliding across your well lubricated body. I moved 
up and lay on your chest. I held you in my arms and kissed you deeply. Some of your cum trickled into my mouth so you
tasted your own sweetness on my lips. Our cocks were together. Then I noticed that I, too, had shot my load without
touching my cock. I was so turned on by your ectasy and beauty that I had spontaneously erupted.
We lay in each others' arms for some time. 

You brought me back to reality when you said that we should shower, get dressed and hit the slopes. Six new inches of 
powder were on the mountain and I had promised to race you down it today. So ...