Because in some twisted way, the thought of letting go of every last hope seemed liberating. For that I no longer would have to try to turn myself around and follow expectations. Neither those of society nor my very own. I wanted to give myself to him. The one I had been worshipping all along without knowing. Let him take me in his warm embrace and fly away together.
Goldberg bent over me and when I looked into his eyes, they seemed to light up. Fire was burning in them and while I was gazing into the flames, I felt my sorrows burn away. Drawn by a heat I couldn’t possibly withstand. I tilted my head and brought myself to him. Until our lips met, and I kissed the Devil’s son.
A rush flowed through my body when his greedy lips took me in. His long beard caressed my face, and I wrapped my arms around him, holding on to his massive shoulders. His muscles were so solid that I could feel their bulging shapes through his fur coat. From his mighty traps to his wide back. His body was hard, yet his tongue was sweet and tender, and I felt enlightened by its long soft strokes. Already I was drifting away to the other side.
He got to his feet and removed his gloves. Revealing his meaty hands. Whereupon he unclasped his heavy buckled belt and tossed it to the side. Then he opened the ornate silver buttons of his coat and uncovered the flesh of his hairy bear belly. Striking me with awe as I looked up to his burly chest.
I followed my instincts and let my hands run over the furry skin. He did not object and groaned softly under my touch. Letting me trail up all the way to his nipples and pinch them a little. After which I pulled on the silver hairs that surrounded them and placed my palms on his pecs. Molding the thick muscle mass while my erection kept growing.
The bulge in his pants was undeniably expanding as well, and the red fur covering his crotch was pointing outward like a tent.
From the inner pocket of his coat, he pulled out a flask and took a swig of whatever was in there. He made a nasty burp whereafter he brought his attention back to me. ‘‘What’s the deal chump, are you gonna unwrap that present or are you just gonna keep eyeballing it?’’
I licked my lips at the prospect of tasting his schlong. Only thinking about it caused my heart to thump in my chest while my breath got heavy. Then finally, I pulled down the red fabric and dragged his trousers down to the floor.
I startled when I saw the massive white cock pointing in my face. Whatever I had been expecting, this piece of meat was exceeding it by a milestone. I had seen both long and thick pricks in my life, but nothing the size of this monster. Looking at the circumference of Goldberg’s dick made my throat soar before I had even begun sucking it. But since this was what I had to work with for all of eternity, I’d better get used to it.
I took a deep breath and stretched my jaws. Whereafter I brought the giant cock to my mouth and forced it between my lips.
The big head poked against the back of my palate right after it had entered my mouth. Causing my eyes to well up with tears as I almost choked. On top of that, Goldberg placed his vast hands on the back of my head and pushed me along. Within an instant I was completely stuffed, and I grabbed on to his meaty legs in a desperate attempt to keep the entire length from coming. Now the tears rolled down my cheeks, and I spluttered through my nose as the fat pole slid over my tongue.
That’s when he released me. He laughed while I coughed and heaved. ‘‘Here, let me help you relax a bit,’’ he said, and from his flask he poured a trail of fuming liquid onto his dick, which had the dark red shade of blood.
When he saw me hesitate, he said: ‘‘Go ahead, taste Santa’s wine.’’
I took a hold of his prick and placed the fuming glans on my tongue. He poured more wine on his shaft from where it gushed down into my mouth. He had not lied. Never had I tasted anything sweeter, and the liquor rose to my head within seconds. Taking away all the tension from my muscles and just like magic, I was cured from my gag reflexes. Suddenly able to endure his long rod all the way to the back of my throat. And more importantly, I was enjoying it to the fullest.
‘‘Hmmm, yes… that’s how a dick needs to be sucked,’’ he said.
I pressed my lips tightly around his fat cock, tasting every inch of his flesh. Smearing my saliva all over his shaft until it dripped down to his hairy balls. I took them in my hand and felt their heavy weight resting in my palms. All the while his pumped-up glans kept sliding back and forth over my tongue. Reaching till the end of my throat and returning to my puckered lips, where I squeezed and nibbled on the tip. I closed my eyes and moaned, as I sucked on the thick cock with eager. The pressure of the swollen head felt good on my tongue, and I twirled around it to feel every curve of his glans.
Then I licked his furry sack, stuffing my mouth with one ball at a time and pulling the skin. They burned in my mouth as hot bags of milk, and I was determined to drain them for all their worth. Emptying those balls till the last drop.
After a while, he pushed me away. ‘‘Take off your clothes!’’ he said.
I followed his commend, and he too began to shed his garments. Starting off by completely removing his fur coat and flaunting his magnificent torso. And for the first time I could clearly see his bulging arms. Though trunks seemed a more accurate way to describe them. But most of all, I loved the immensity of his shoulders. Each of his traps looked like they made up half a volcano, from which his vast neck erupted like a force of nature.
He took off his seven-league boots and bared his ogre sized feet, which made the floor drum each time he put them down. Then finally, he kicked his pants to the side and stood before me in all his naked glory.
He pushed me onto the bed and pressed his warm hairy body against mine. Taking me in his broad arms and kissing me fiercely, while his long beard brushed along my skin. His meaty hands caressed my back and I got wrapped up by the heat of his touch.
Then he grabbed me by my ankles and forced my legs up in the air. He licked his thick calloused fingers and brought them to my hole. ‘‘Hmmm,’’ he groaned. ‘‘Santa’s gonna take care of that tonight.’’ After which he buried his face in my crevice and began to eat me out like a bag of candy. I gasped as his tongue slid deep inside. He twirled it around vehemently while he sucked the fluid from my wet ass. Stretching my pucker wide open with his big thumbs to make way for his greedy mouth. Suddenly I flinched when I felt his beard hairs tickle.
‘‘Suffering from an itch, are we?’’ He got up on his knees and pulled me closer. ‘‘Let me rub that for you.’’
Then he stuck out his tongue and made a string of saliva drool onto his schlong. My heart began to race, knowing that he was going to plant that monstrosity of a dick inside my little hole. Afraid that it wouldn’t possibly fit.
He reached for something behind his back, and as if he’d read my fears, he brought out his little flask. I opened my mouth and he poured in his special wine. Which again, took immediate effect and swept away my tension. That’s when he pushed on the big cockhead and slid himself in.