Bedroom Closet

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.