Random Photo w/Story: Here's the story: I'd lived in snow b..

Random Photo w/Story: Here's the story: I'd lived in snow bound cities much of my life...raised in Chicago, college in Ann Arbor and Pittsburgh, many years in New York City. When I moved to LA in 1998, I was ready to never see the cold weather again. But contrary to what folks think about LA, it actually does get quite cold here in the winter (for LA) and I'm afraid my resistance to the cold is very thin and even 45 degrees feels like an ice storm. So when I brought this guy home with me having met in a bar, we were bundled up a bit, and in entering my apartment, I found that my heat wasn't working. No matter. I wanted him and he wanted me but the chill was still palpable. We both took off our shoes and pants but kept our sweaters on, just until we could warm up. We were both soft even though turned on. He said, "Wait. I love how your cock is dangling there. I want a photo of you." He had me get on my knees on my couch and started shooting pics. He would take a shot, then come over and fondle me, get me hard, take another shot, stroke me, take another, put my dick in his mouth, shoot another, and on and on until he got on his knees, sucked me to throbbing, found a rubber, wrapped it on my cock and sat on it. It went in easy as he was lubed with our sweat. We were both still wearing our sweaters. He bounced up and down facing away from me, then rotated around, still connected by my cock, then he put his legs on each side of me as my dick penetrated deep as I could go. We were sweating profusely now, but kept the sweaters on because it felt amazing. We were hot, his ass was hot, my dick was hot, and when I picked him up, still connected, and brought him over to my bed, I laid him down as I continued thrusting, and our sweat flew everywhere...and he was so greased up in his hole by sweat that it felt like the smoothest and warmest river I could ever travel in. Eventually I pulled his sweater off and he pulled mine off, and we were drenched in sweat, the bed was drenched in sweat, and I plowed him hard, watching the droplets fling in all directions as I used his hole. I leaned over with my cock in his ass and licked the sweat off his face...salty, delicious. I pulled out, turned him around, plunged into him doggy style and just reamed that hole as my bed began to gather puddles of our body fluid, dripping off our torsos. He came into the bedsheets with a thick, white set of shots from his dick that made him scream and as he did, I pulled out, worked his face to the head of my cock, and I unloaded my juices all over it, mingling with the sweat. He had his tongue out, lapping at the cum as it escaped my dick and it was the most intense ejaculation I think I'd ever had. The heat, the sweat, the hole...fuck. I fell forward on to him, and it was as if we were in a swimming pool. But it felt so fucking good. Our cocks were both still hard as we went into the shower, and he fucked me, I sucked him off, we engaged in fluid behavior I'm not allowed to talk about here, dried off, and he went on his way. And them my heat kicked in. Oh technology...your error was my gain. And that's my story and I'm stickin' to it.