I walk into the bedroom holding the two bottles of champagne. Max is already in the bed naked watching TV.
"Where are the glasses?"
"We're not using glasses."
"How are we going to drink it then."
"I'll show you in a minute." I tell him as I am getting undressed.
I get into the bed with one of the bottles and pour half the bottle of champagne all over Max's chest. He jumps up in the air. "Fuck Ryan. It's so cold" he says.
"It's suppost to be cold" I tell him.
I dive on him and begin licking the champagne off his chest starting near his dick. I am careful not to have any contact with his dick just yet. Max lets out a light moan. I slowly make my way up his body licking and sucking every inch. I stop at his nipples, digging my tongue into them and lightly biting down. I continue making my way towards his neck while grinding my cock against his. This obviously drives him crazy since he puts his hands on my shoulders and tries to push me down in a desperate attempt to get me to suck him.
"Ryan, suck me, please" he pleads.
I ignore his plea, grab the champagne and pour it on his neck.
"Ryan!" he shouts.
I give him a quick kiss. "Not yet. It's too early." I lick the champagne off his neck.
"My turn now." Max says as he takes the bottle from me.
I lie on my back and Max moves to my feet. He empties the bottle on my feet and licks them from the heels to the toes. "Fuck Max, that tickles." I cry. He takes each of my toes in his mouth one at a time, sucking and biting on them. This sends shivers throughout my body and I am lost in pleasure. He grabs the other bottle of champagne and pours it on my hard cock. He takes my balls inside his mouth while grabbing my cock and slowly pumping it at the head. "oh fuuuuck" I moan. He runs his tongue up my shaft, then swallows me whole. I run my hand through his hair as sucks me. He hums as he slides his mouth on and off my dick, driving me crazy. I have to push him off me once he brings me close to the edge.
Max dives on top of me and we passionately kiss, moving through each others mouths with our tongues. We roll over, putting me on top of him. I break our kiss and lick his left ear. "Are you ready to be fucked?" I whisper. "Oh yeah" he answers.
I spread his legs, position the head of my cock at his hole and slowly push inside. I check the clock on the nightstand. It's 11:45. My goal is to release my load at the stroke of midnight exactly. I fuck him fast and hard, just the way he likes it. "Oh fuuuuuuuuck Ryan! Fuck me hard, man. Fuck that feels so good!" he screams in pleasure. We wrap our arms around each other as I pound his ass without mercy. Max is screaming all sorts of dirty words. I am soon close to cumming. I check the clock again. It's only 11:56, so I slow down the pace. Max takes one hand off my back and pumps his dick. "Come on Ryan, fuck me." he growls. I cautiously pick up speed again. Soon the clock says 11:59 and I hear a countdown starting on the TV covering the ball drop at Time Square. I am now fucking him as hard as I can once again. The final countdown begins.
10...
"I'm gonna cum" Max moans.
9...
Max is shooting his cum all over both of our chests
8...
His ass tightens up on my cock bringing me close to orgasm. I slow down again.
7...
His ass is too tight. I pull out completely.
6...
5...
I slam my dick back in his ass and pound him full force as he continues shooting his cum everywhere. He is still incredibly tight. I know I am only seconds from cumming.
4..
3...
2...
1...
Just as the crowd on the TV cheers, I explode into Max's ass. I make short thrusts into his ass as I fill him with my cum. Once my orgasm subsides, I turn of the TV and pour the remaining champagne on Max's cum-covered chest. I slurp up the sweet and salty combination. I collapse on top of him and we share a kiss.
"Happy new year." I whisper.
"Happy new year" Max says.