As Simon took my left nip­ple into his mouth I couldn’t help but think that the right one could be taken care of as well.  As his tongue flicked and swirled it grew in his mouth and my right ached for the same treat­ment.  In my head I could see him there as well, just as atten­tive to my right.  I could see them both suck­ing and kiss­ing, teas­ing the tips with their tongues.  Their hands each cup­ping a breast, gen­tly knead­ing with one hand as their other explored each other.  Each grow­ing hard beneath their jeans as they con­tin­ued to kiss and tease, their hands wan­der­ing back and forth between my body and theirs.

From their my mind lin­gered fur­ther, and as Simon sat me on the stool and stood in front of me I real­ized that their sim­i­lar heights would make so many things so sim­ple.  My lips enveloped his cock as soon as it was pre­sented and as I licked up and down his shaft and flicked the tip of his head with my tongue I was think­ing that hav­ing another would be fan­tas­tic.  My hands would work both as my mouth went back and forth, tak­ing long draws off of one before turn­ing to the other.  I would want them to be close;  close enough to touch, both cocks and bod­ies, to explore as I sucked, to each feed me the other.  And as Simon came I had a smile on my face as all of the other pos­si­bil­i­ties ran through my head and sent shiv­ers across my body.

Because the shower was so nice and the sun feels so good.

(basi­cally) A geek con­cept for soft­ware run­ning but not pro­vid­ing a lot of out­put. That describes Ava and my sex life right now. We’ve been fairly busy, but not so much with the writing.

A while back Ava posted an ad look­ing for a man for and I to share; I’ll let her share the details. The process left her fend­ing off var­i­ous dweebs and illit­er­ates (again, she can share details if she wants) but there was always this one guy — the cute one — who we kept talk­ing about who never answered his email. It was too bad; he was both our type.

We’ve since con­nected — In per­son for cof­fee and online fre­quently. We’re hope­ful more will fol­low. When we did meet he had a present for Ava and I. Although he didn’t ask we sent him a few pic­tures to thank him.

Per­haps soon his hands will follow.

As I was enjoy­ing the sun­shine this morn­ing I saw an oppor­tu­nity that couldn’t be missed.  The peo­ple out­side got their own HNT, but you get the picture…

When I walked in I just heard her voice, a pleas­ant greet­ing, typ­i­cal for any retail store.  I wasn’t uncom­fort­able, I had been in many times before, today was only a lit­tle dif­fer­ent, but she made me shy.  I couldn’t ask too many ques­tions because I didn’t want to stare.  I didn’t want to be the one cast­ing the las­civ­i­ous glances.  In and out, I glanced around and left.  I felt like a bit of a fool, ask­ing a cou­ple ques­tions and then dash­ing, but I didn’t know how else to act.  This girl, she just seemed so per­fect, she seemed like exactly what I would want as a lover.

Simon often laughs at me because I can be so uncom­fort­able in my skin, he thinks I’m gor­geous, sexy, amaz­ing, and some­times I don’t see it.  He laughs because although I can’t imag­ine some­one find­ing me, and my curves attrac­tive, I find them attrac­tive in other women.

But I could see she and I, curled on the bed, gen­tly touch­ing, smil­ing, nuz­zling each other.  I won­dered if she could see it too.

This is prob­a­bly the most tame pic­ture I’ve ever put on this blog and the raci­est one I could think to put on any of my other ones. I just real­ized this. When I was mak­ing the bed the other day I glanced in the mir­ror and saw this image.

I’m not sure what the cap­tion should be. I’d be inter­ested to hear your thoughts: We’ll choose a win­ner from con­tri­bu­tions between now and Sun­day night and the win­ner gets to sug­gest our next pho­to­graph (noth­ing out of bounds).

Have at it.

The best part of wak­ing up…Simon and I usu­ally have our cof­fee half naked…he’s typ­i­cally the naked half.

Step­ping into the bath­room tonight to take a shower I was sur­prised to see the blinds up. You came out of the shower in full robe and towel and got into paja­mas; lov­ing over before the shower.

As I got undressed I watched the court­yard for signs of guests or smok­ers. I imag­ined you lan­guid from recent orgasm stand­ing in full view form down below; your eyes closed as your hands soaped and mas­saged your breasts.

As I stepped naked into the shower and pulled the cur­tain I looked up to the dark win­dows across the way imag­in­ing invis­i­ble peo­ple in unknown apart­ments with their lights out and their eyes fixed through the win­dow for the sec­ond act of our shower show.

As the steam from the shower quickly turned the glass opaque they caught a glimpse of me as I took my cock in my hand and began to stroke.