Smutty Advent - December 6

Today we have Simon and Jeremy!


Simon pulled up into the drive and turned off the engine. He got out of the car, slammed the door and headed for the front door. He was livid. Absolutely, totally angry. Those little girls with their phones and their giggling had called him a fussy, old man.He was the customer, damn it, he wasn't supposed ot leave the store not only without what he'd gone in for, but about to file a very angry complaint with their head office. He was almost too angry to get his key in the front door.

He pushed the door open, the sound of Christmas carols on the air, a note on the TV saying, "Need you like breathing. Upstairs. Tub. Plugged. For my sir. Jeremy." Oh. Yes. God bless his boy.

He locked the door and dropped his keys in the bowl, pulled off his shoes and headed upstairs like there was fire chasing him. "Jeremy?"

"Mmm. In here, beautiful. Waiting for you." Jeremy's chair was sitting there, two fuzzy robes waiting for them.

"You have no idea how much I needed this, love."

The tub was full of bubbles, the bathroom lit with candles, four bottles of beer sitting on ice. "Almost as much as I need you, I bet."

"We'll have to compare notes." He was smiling as he stripped off his clothing.

"I have no notes. I had a normal day, I made things. Life is good. I want your cock, your attention. You."

Simon's cock began to fill, responding to Jeremy's words, to the look in his lover's eyes. He climbed into the tub. "Well, I am all yours." He settled Jeremy's thighs over his, fingers caressing the scars, the stumps as his lover moaned, smiling at him.

He didn't feel old anymore, he didn't feel like a fuddy duddy or a fuss budget. No, none of that was the truth, now was it? No, this hot, needy stud looked at him like he was the center of the universe, like Jeremy needed only what Simon could give him.

"Did you get the sounds out?" he asked as he worked his fingers slowly up over Jeremy's thighs, massaging the muscles there.

"I opened your cabinet, beautiful. Sir. I reckoned you'd know what you needed."

He reached forward and petted Jeremy's balls, the half-filled prick. "How did you know, love?"

"Know what?" Jeremy moaned for him.

"That I needed this tonight?" He wrapped his hand around that sweet cock, sliding it along his palm.

"I hoped you did. I needed you too."

"I'll always be here for you, love. I need to be. Here." He pressed his own hand against his heart.

"You are. Here. Touch me."

He shifted, moving to kiss each stump and then the tip of Jeremy's prick.

"Mmm." Jeremy splashed, hands restless.

He moved to lie on Jeremy, their pricks sliding together as he took a kiss. "Soft and easy for now and then we'll go play hard."

"Perfect." He thought Jeremy might have said that, no matter what.

"Yes. Just the present I've been searching for."

"Ho. Ho. Ho."

He laughed, moving on Jeremy, their pricks rubbing so nicely. That was what he'd needed. His lover, hungry and eager and needing him. Jeremy's eyes smiled at him, loved him as they kissed and moved together. Oh yes. Perfect. Jeremy's hands cupped his ass, squeezed. Perfect.

He smiled against Jeremy's lips as he came, the sensations moving through him like waves.

"Mmm. Better, huh?" Jeremy asked.

"I was better the moment I saw you."

"Perfect."

And it was.