Four years on, I still have that video on my phone. I jerk off to it sometimes, imagining pretty golden boy, Todd Bittle, bending over and I'm shoving...my rock-hard cock in his ass. One night while laying on my bed I connected my phone to my large flat TV screen and watched Todd's sex video that was five minutes long. My left hand went inside my boxers and pulled out my cock and it began twitching, coming to life as I listened to the moans of pleasure. My hand moved faster when I heard Todd say,. When he finally finished with all the ornaments within paw distance his attention was drawn to the glittery strands of tinsel that hung all over the tree. It was so funny when he pushed his tiny little nose up to take a sniff and inhaled the aluminum string. Watching him trying to pull out the long string from his nose had us all laughing it up. When he finally got it out it was apparent that the tinsel was now his enemy. Jack backed up and took his all familiar pre-pounce pose, he looked so. Then it started sliding in and out, slowly at first, short strokes, then longer and deeper and faster I sucked the cock in my mouth in rythem with the vibe in my ass then it was pounding, full length vibe going stronger and stronger I was moaning from pleasure sucking the cock in my mouth as deep as I could get it then... The cock at my mouth pulled away, the vibe shet off and stopped moving. Please I said, I begged, I was thrusting my hips, girating anything to get the feeling again. After. Normally I don’t drink a lot, usually only at social occasions and never more than two to three glasses. Finishing a whole bottle alone had the desired effect and I had been too drunk for coherent thought, killing my ability to wallow in constant self-pity by rehashing my thoughts.It was after two a.m. when I had finally managed to crawl in my bed, although not before throwing up in the toilet bowl. My upset stomach couldn’t handle the amount of liquor I had imbibed and decided to spew it back.