#perfect end to the day

You’d better be here to suck my dick!

Well it was2:00am, everyone else had gone to bed, and he was on his last beer and final cigar.  Of courseI was there to suck his dick!  What else could a stud like this possibly need before bed?  So I got on my knees, unzipped his shorts, and gave him the perfect ending to a lazy Sunday evening.

By the time he had finished his cigar, he’d deposited two beer-laced loads down my throat, telling me to “swallow it” each time as he unloaded.  After I’d finished swallowing his second load, he said “man, I’m done”, downed his beer, got up, zipped up, and went to bed. 

He never made eye contact with me the next morning.  Oh well.