As often is the case S___ has me all worked up. He has been teas­ing me all day, with sub­tle mes­sages, occa­sional touches, then obvi­ous advances. He likes to toy with me this way. Knows when I want him, knows what to do. Bend­ing me over in the hall­way, hav­ing me hands and knees on the stairs, as close to fin­ger­ing me as pos­si­ble through my clothes, then giv­ing me a swift smack on the as and telling me to get up. He likes to watch me twist, he wants to see how long I can wait before I crawl to him, hands and knees, prac­ti­cally beg­ging him to take me. I am not sure the plan for tonight. I know we have both been a lit­tle worked up, that we are happy for the week­end, that we both want to have our fill of each other.

I can’t blame all of the teas­ing on him though. It was me who was lick­ing the whipped cream off our cof­fee in front of the cashier. It was me describ­ing my tongue dip­ping under it, lift­ing it up and suck­ing it down my throat. I would have been able to really start some­thing with the cof­fee guy if given more time, would have had him blush­ing for sure, won­der­ing to him­self if I was “with” the guy who stepped away for a moment. All in fun though tonight. Ideas for another time I would guess.

Now, how­ever, I think I want to get back on my knees and see if I can coax S___ to the bed­room. He always seems to win at the who can hold out longest game.

A___

Since S___ is post­ing pic­tures of his penis, I felt that I should post one that I like. Its a per­sonal favorite of mine. Enjoy.

A___

So I got a text mes­sage this morn­ing: “Well you were suc­cess­full in totally just using me last night… had your way then rolled over and went back to sleep.”

That was the plan; a good one I think. Some­times it’s fun to take what you want than move on to the next thing you want. Not a good pol­icy, but an occa­sional fun devi­a­tion from the hour+ sex­ing we have.

Any­way. More later.

Because I’m still awake, edit­ing and post­ing a dis­claimer and tag­ging (a story for another time) and gen­er­ally feel­ing like I’m almost sit­u­ated here.

Shoot. Lost my train… oh yeah.

So we go from no pic­ture save the mast­head to two pic­tures, both of my penis.… The rea­son for this — briefly now: I like my penis. I want to show it to you. Also, I know when A____ reads this, prob­a­bly in a rush on the way to work, it’s going to get her panties wet, which will be fun too, and really, I don’t have the other pic­tures ready yet.

There will be time for all things photo. For now, you get a large dose of my penis.

Good night for real.

I’m on my way to bed, but I’ve got to dry off a lit­tle and fin­ish the rest of my whiskey. Both things that will allow me the time to say a few things that crept into my head while under steam, but not enough to write any­thing full bore.

I am tired.

First off; I should have given some expla­na­tion to that pic­ture. We had been walk­ing in the rain, came home, I got naked in the shower, and that’s the last pic­ture before A___ got on her knees at the base of the tub and helped warm me up a lit­tle bit. Which is some­thing I was think­ing about as I watched the water run off myself this evening. That and there was this time a few weeks ago when I would climb into bed after A___ was asleep, and wake her up by strad­dling her face and putting my cock in her mouth. I liked forc­ing it in between her sleep­ing lips so that the first star­tled breath she took was an inhale of my sent. I liked to time it to where I was still soft so that I grew in her mouth as she was wak­ing up. She seemed to like it.

And here I go with the free-flow think­ing business…

… because I was just think­ing we have this friend J___ who has come over and had sex with A____ while I watched. I like watch­ing two women (and now you know J___’s gen­der) and there’s another story line for later. Any­way: I was think­ing that A____ has come to occa­sion­ally request that I wake her up in that fash­ion — fill­ing her mouth with my cock and restrain­ing her head. It would be fun some night for her to wake to find J___’s pussy cov­er­ing her mouth instead. Maybe with my cock ready to plunge into her as soon as she exploded with wet­ness upon real­iz­ing what was hap­pen­ing. She wakes up slowly, but would come to under­stand that she was eat­ing a woman imme­di­ately and would get wet almost as fast. Speared before she could speak. Being rid­den two ways at once.

A vari­a­tion on a theme to be sure. And plenty more fod­der for the blog.

All of this has made me hard. Prob­a­bly time to go to bed.