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It's a hot, sticky afternoon...there's a ball game on, but you're half asleep on the couch watching it...Your cut off sweat pants have slipped down, showing some of your restive manhood.  Hmmm...it gives me an idea...

You're scarcely aware of my touch as I ease the shorts down, slipping them past your knees and off onto the floor.  You moan slightly as my hand lovingly cups around your flacid cock, and it stirs to the feel of my hot flesh.  Slowly it comes awake, lifting it's tender head to the gentle tickle of my finger along the slit.  I lean forward, and my hair caresses your naked thighs, flickers across your balls...my tongue touches the underside, slowly sliding down to the base and back to the tip, then slowly down each side, working until I have made a complete circle and your dick is now fully awake and standing.  Still, you have barely moved, waiting perhaps to see what I have in mind...

I smile, and put my lips on the head of your swollen member, letting my tongue just barely slip through to caress it in tiny circles.  My hands slide along your thighs, up to your abs, past, onto your chest, then back...and again, this time, I let a little more of your cock slip into my mouth, my hair tickling the flesh of your thighs and balls...with each pass I take more of your into my mouth, tightening my lips around you to make each stroke tight and hard.  I feel you moving now, your hips making slight humps to the rythm of my mouth.

I lift your legs a little wider now, draping one over the side of the couch, the other over the back.  My left hand continues it's stroking of your body, adding a pass at the base of your cock, while my right slips down to craddle your balls...my nails rake them lightly and I feel you jump, fully awake and near to cuming now, the ball game and the heat forgotten...My hand slips down behind your balls, touching the tight muscles of your ass...your cock penetrates deep into my throat now and I can tell you are ready...

...so hot...I lift a glass of lemonade as I get ready to push you over the edge,  bringing its glistening cold surface closer and closer...your breathing is ragged...harsh...barely...hardly...I touch the glass surface to that tender underside and your entire body
shudders... I replace my warm mouth...and the tremors subside...once more....and again you convulse...holding onto the pleasure as long as you can....I take a long, cold drink and go down on you once more...my mouth full of cold fluid and ice chips which work into a warming stream of liquid as you pump your own juices and fill my mouth...