Forth and Ming - THE ENGINEERING LOVE ( On Hold )

Fantasy Interpretation

There is no reason why anyone would want to get out of a nice warm bed just to walk into the freezing snow--especially when that bed has a gorgeous man in it. However, eventually, we had to get up, and that is what Forth and I did.

Forth has a gorgeous body and loves to display it for me by walking around the house in a pair of boxers, showing off his smooth, developed chest and large, pointy nipples. The way his nipples stick out--begging for someone's mouth turns me on so much that sometimes I have to give them what they want. Usually though, Forth can control me with his muscular arms, keeping me at bay until I am ready to explode.

Sometimes, I like to lie in bed next to him and run my hands over his gorgeous flesh. Over, the smooth muscles of his chest, along his bulging arms and back, down to his thin waist, caressing his inner thighs but being careful not to touch his growing crotch, pushing my hands farther down his slightly hairy legs until I reach his feet, then coming back.

Often, I find myself staring into his eyes, overwhelmed by how gorgeous he is. He is constantly in demand, but for the moment, he is mine.

Oh, how I just want to keep him in my bed, but eventually we had to pull back the sheets and get the day started. Not bothering with a shower yet, Forth and I went to the kitchen to start breakfast. Usually I am all over my man, but today he just ignored me as he got milk and juice out of the refrigerator. He was pretending to be upset with me, because during my earlier inspection of his body, I did not go near his cock, and left him with a very raging hard on. I guess that is enough to upset any constantly horny man.

I normally don't want to leave anyone upset, especially Forth, so while I was peeling some oranges at the counter, a wonderful idea started swirling in my head, forming into something I thought we would both enjoy.

Sneaking up behind Forth, who was routing in the refrigerator, I grabbed him with both of my arms around his chest. Continuing his act of being upset, he tried to shrug me off, but it didn't work. I had something in mind and I was going to carry it through.

Quickly, before he could stop me, I pulled his boxers down to his ankles and let his throbbing hard-on pop out. At 7.5 inches, it was nothing to laugh at and more than enough to satisfy me, despite Forth's insistence that it was not much. Still avoiding his cock, I bent down and grabbed Forth's legs, lifting him up by his legs. He protested, almost violently, but he knew I would not hurt him, so he didn't fight too much.

I quickly walked Forth over to the kitchen table, which was currently bare of even the usual salt and peppershakers. Laying him down on it, I put my hands on his chest. He wanted to get up, but I put a finger over his lips and gave him that look he knew so well--the look that said if he fought me, he would miss out on something glorious. Struggling to pull my own clothes off, I waddled over to my arsenal of oranges, ready for my mission.

My own 6 inch dick, apparently responding to my plan, was sticking straight out of its hairy nest, begging for some attention of it is own. Not yet, though. Forth and I were going to do this together and love every minute of it.

Lying there prostrate on the table, Forth watched me as I walked back to the table carrying the oranges--a look of puzzlement mixed with excitement in his eyes. When I saw this, I could only grin even wider, thinking of what would come next.

Moving the chairs out of the way, I stood next to this Italian god before me, and fought off the urge to throw the oranges away, and just start feasting. Seeing this struggle in my eyes Forth took one of the oranges from me and held it over his stomach. This was his way of saying, "You've gone this far, you are going to finish this," and I could not agree more.