Free A Christmas Memory by Max Vos Page B

was. I thought this might be love, or at least as close as I’d ever known, which was good enough for me. It was at that precise moment that I knew I wanted to spend my life with this man. I knew it wouldn’t always be perfect, but my gut told me there was nothing that we couldn’t face, as long as we faced it together.
    Adam, even though still asleep, pushed his morning hard - on into me just then. I glanced over and spotted the bottle of lube that was within easy reach. With a sly grin, I reached for it. Carefully, I opened the bottle, got a liberal glob of the slick goo in my hand, reached behind me and coated his wonderfully large joystick. Positioning myself, I slowly eased him into me, marveling at the wonderful fullness that I had begun to love. When he was buried deep inside me, I held still, wanting to memorize this moment forever, the feeling of us joined together so intimately. Ever so slightly, I rocked back and forth a little, enjoying the sense of oneness, the exquisite friction his staff delivered inside me. The newness of having a raw dick inside me for the first time felt even better than I ever could have imagined.
    Adam moaned into my ear as his hand slid down my chest, ending up on my hip as he pushed himself into me. “Oh, my God, I’ve died and gone to heaven.” His voice, barely a whisper, still thick with sleep, spoke behind my ear.
    Slowly, he started moving in and out of me with longer strokes, but not in any great hurry. We were both enjoying the relaxed slow pace, luxuriating in the feeling of being one. Of course, this couldn’t last forever.
    Adam started drilling me, the force pushing me onto my stomach. He continued to nail my ass, knowing how I liked it. It didn’t take long for each of us to get to the inevitable point of no return. As he bellowed out, releasing his inner beast, I felt his seed enter me, splashing my insides for the first time. Not only the feeling, but also the knowledge that he was making me his, caused me to erupt, making a mess of the sheet beneath me. I could feel my own hot milk smearing my abdomen.
    For me, the afterglow was something special. I had my man’s life essence inside me, along with his now-deflating cock. His hot body draped over mine, his scent surrounding me, overloading my senses again.
    As he started to withdraw from, me, he froze. “Uh…babe?”
    “Yes,” I questioned back.
    “Um, there’s uh…well, we didn’t use a rubber.”
    I reached around and pulled him back into me, pushing my ass up to grind into him. “I know.”
    “You know?” He was clearly surprised, and sounded a bit agitated.
    “Yeah, I know.”
    “But…”
    “But? You’ve gotten your Christmas wish,” I whispered, hoping he’d understand what I meant.
    “What?” His voice broke.
    “I asked you what you wanted for Christmas, and I’ve just given it to you.”
    He flipped me over, almost violently, his arms on either side of my shoulders, his big hairy body hovering over mine as I smiled up at him.
    “You mean it?” The look on his face was that of total disbelief. “You’re not just saying that or…”
    “I mean it. If you want me, then I’m all yours,” I smiled at the look on his face. “On one condition.”
    A worried look struck his face. “Okay…what?”
    “You promise me that you’ll stay out of the kitchen and never try and cook anything. I have no doubt you’d burn the whole house down.”
    With a huge sob, he dropped down on me, rolled us to our sides and hugged me, squeezing the breath out of me. “Oh, please God, don’t let this be a dream.” He sobbed into my shoulder. I could feel his tears roll across my skin.
    I held him and stroked his head. “It’s not a dream, Adam. I love you too, and you’ve got me lock, stock and barrel, if that’s what you want.”
    Lifting his head, he looked at me. “I’ve never wanted anything so much in my life. I’ve loved you for a long time, J.J.” He started covering my face in kisses,