John Parnassus is not a fan of the holidays. In fact, he'd punch Rudolph in the nose if he could. He doesn't believe in love, men, or the 'holiday spirit' -- he's still bitter after his ex left him two years ago on Christmas morning. To him, the holidays are all a sham. Take a chance on love? Never again.<br><br>John's friend Sally gives him a gentle kick in the ass to get out of his rut and try something new, starting at the office New Year’s party. He expects the same thing as last year: drunken mistletoe antics and a sore head the next morning.<br><br>Then he meets Tim Hinton, a coworker from the IT department. Surprised to find they have common ground, John is drawn to someone for the first time in years. Should he make a move, or endure another ho hum New Year?

Ho Hum New Year

Putting his other hand on my head, he urges me to take him into my mouth. And I do, all of it, every savory morsel. Tim thrusts hard, almost choking me with his length, and it's the best feeling in the world. He's just the right size for me. 


When I swallow once around him, he cries out, “Fuck, John, fuck!” He pulls on my hair, hard, halting what would have been a very enthusiastic blowjob. I pout slightly at my lost snack. “If you keep this up, I’ll blow. Get on that bed, now,” he orders. 


Chapter 7