As I sat on the cold floor next to the Christmas tree, my dick throbbed with anticipation, aching for some festive cockplay. The twinkling lights of the tree reflected off my sweat-glistened skin as I gazed at the porn playing on my phone – two hot gay men getting their dicks sucked in unison.
I stroked my hard-on, imagining it was one of those cocks, and let out a low moan. My hand moved faster, my fist closing tight around my shaft as I pictured myself sucking off a stranger at a Christmas party, his dick pulsing with each swallow.
The sound of jingle bells filled the air as my phone auto-played “Jingle Bell Rock,” but all I could think about was getting my cock sucked. I craved the rough, wet texture of another man’s mouth around me, and the way he’d gag on my girthy dick before returning for more.
As I jerked off, I imagined a stranger walking in, his eyes fixed on my bare chest and the bulge in my pants. He’d drop to his knees, wrapping those full lips around my cock like it was a Christmas present, sucking me dry as the night wore on.
My balls tightened as I shot my load, cum splattering onto the floor like festive ornaments. The Christmas tree seemed to gleam brighter, its lights mirroring the sparks of pleasure that still coursed through my body. As I lay there, spent and happy, I couldn’t help but wonder what other erotic surprises this holiday season might bring.
