Doug Deeson's musings

It was early November, and as with every year, Doug and Jack were arguing, playfully, about whether Christmas decorations go up before Thanksgiving or after.  Doug knew he’d win; he always did when it came to Christmas.  It was his thing; he loved everything about it. But each year, they had the same argument. Jack wanted to wait until after Thanksgiving to decorate but, come November 1 st , Doug was ready to go.  It was never a heated argument, and Jack knew the decorations were going up, but he still put up a fight, mostly for the makeup sex. And this year was no different. It was November 9 th , when Doug started to bring bins down from the attic, while Jack stood at the bottom of the stairs and glowered.   Putting on his sternest face to show his disapproval. It was the third trip, carrying down a storage bin of decorations, that did Doug in; he managed to trip on his own feet, and he tumbled down the last few steps, the bin spilling across the foyer.   ...

They couldn’t believe it was Christmas again.  Jack’s boys had been to stay for a few days, they’d brought their wives and Jack’s first granddaughter. It had been a busy few days for all of them, and the house had been full of laughter, noise and mess. Jack couldn’t have been happier.  They had a family dinner on the 23 rd , as the boys would be leaving for their mother’s place on the morning of the 24 th to spend Christmas with her.  On Christmas eve, Doug was the first up and he made a large breakfast of eggs, bacon, blueberry pancakes, a selection of fresh fruit and yogurt with a side of granola. Once everyone was up and breakfast had been served, they gathered to open gifts. Jack had spoiled the new baby, and he was happy to have the boys with him.     Soon enough everything was packed, goodbyes were said and the little convoy of two cars was pulling away. Jack stood on the verandah, at the little half wall and watched them pull out. He waved goodbye and ...

I dozed for a bit, but I was awake and watching him sleep as he slowly began to stir and came awake.  He stretched, arms going over his head, feet extending.  He lay naked on the bed and I lay beside him watching.  As with a lot of men, his hand reached down to adjust the boys and he stopped.  He sat up and looked down, hand still holding the plastic encasing him. He looked again.  Clear plastic enclosed him.  The ring pulled his balls tight. I’m surprised he didn’t notice it as soon as he woke up, but he’d been used well by the two of us all afternoon, after his baseball practice, the poor boy had literally passed out still covered in sweat and cum, he’d sunk into a deep sleep.  Now as he came awake to find his cock caged, he reacted as anyone would.  “What the fuck,” he yelled.    We had discussed using a cage and had agreed to try it, as a play item, though, not a lifestyle (at least at first). It was something we’d both wanted to t...

Doug and Jack slept deeply that night, they gravitated into spooning with Doug as the big spoon.  During the night his cock grew hard, he didn’t wake up but, in their position, it began to poke into Jack’s ass.  Jack, still asleep, pushed back onto the hard cock pressing into him.  Doug’s head popped into Jack’s ass and the two men slept on.  In the morning as they came fully awake, they found Doug’s cock still resting just inside Jack’s ass.  Doug was hard.  He wrapped his arm around Jack’s torso and pulled him back and onto his cock further.  Jack moaned as the cock filled him.  Doug, in no hurry, simply rested his cock as far into Jack’s ass as he could, letting the hand on Jack’s torso trail down to find Jack’s own hard cock and gently wrap his fingers around his fiancé’s cock and stroke him.  He made no effort to fuck Jack, just let his hand stroke Jack’s hard cock.  Soon Jack was fucking himself on the hard cock in his ass and fuck...

They finished their drinks, sitting naked and cuddling on the sofa, they turned the TV on but not really to watch anything.  And although it wasn’t that late, they were both feeling tired and decided that early to bed was the thing to do.  Doug, leaned in and kissed Jack, then took their drink glasses into the bathroom and rinsed them, leaving them to dry on the vanity.  Jack joined him and they both took care of their evening toiletries.  They put toothbrushes in glasses and headed back to the bedroom area where they both climbed into bed.  Doug pulled Jack into a cuddle and wrapped around each other, they drifted off to sleep. Doug was the first one to wake up.   They both had kicked the blankets off and Jack lay on his back, naked, his hard cock standing up.   Doug reached over and slowly stroked Jack’s hardon.   He leaned down and took it in his mouth, gently, he didn’t want to wake Jack up just yet.   After a minute, he pulled off and ...