You invited me over for a drink, I took a long gulp then turned to you and wrapped my hands tightly around your throat as the booze starts to hit my brain. You took the liberty of having one before I got there, to relax you a little, so your reactions aren't too swift and your strength just isn't there.
I clutch your throat tighter and tighter and push you backwards towards the sofa, as your fingers claw at my hands trying to get air - completely unaware of where you're headed, or even that you're moving at all. You back up against the sofa, loose your balance and fall backwards with your arms and legs splayed, while my hands stay with you and continue to squeeze even harder as you wheeze and writhe and grow weak. Soon you lose consciousness and your legs and arms fall limp, even as your cock swells up with mortal delight.
I release the pressure on your throat then slowly strip your hot, vulnerable young body, while you lay there breathing slow and shallow - not dead yet but not nearly alive enough to do anything about your dire predicament, as your shirt comes off, your sneaks, socks and pants come off. I rub your raging erection through your boxers then slowly peel and reveal. Your hot body does wonders for the decor in this room as you lay draped across the arm of the sofa like that.
As you start to come around, wheezing and coughing, arms and legs starting to stir, I lean down over your naked body, wrap my hands around your throat gently and just as you're coming to and recognizing where you are and what is happening to you I increase the pressure once again. Blood vessels swell in your neck and face, arms and legs weakly struggle, your hot young chest heaves up and down sucking your hot smooth belly in as you try to inhale through a trachea slowing being crushed.
Your cock stretches out and throbs against my belly as my hands wring the life out of you then just as your brain shorts out and your heart stops, your cock BLASTS GOUT after GOUT of your sacred seed up between our two belies and chests, soaking us both as you wheeze your last breath and die. Thanks for the drink Immaculate....you and it have quenched my thirst......for now