~Teasing Strokes~

My thoughts were just of you tonight. Laying out on my lounge chair, looking up at the stars. The wind was perfectly blowing just enough to send a chill down my naked, exposed thighs. The sound of small splashes fall against the side of the pool. I inhaled and could smell a scent in the air that reminded me of you. Laying my head back and closing my eyes, I let my imagination and arousal take me on an erotic journey with you. You standing in my doorway with nothing but an old pair of ripped jeans. Only light from the moon lets me catch a glimpse of this exotic man. Your body, like it was sent from God for every woman’s pleasure. My thoughts started with your lips, that always has a slight smile. Licking them, I can see my fingers gliding over them; begging to kiss them. You began to run your hand down your chiseled, hard abs one by one. Slowly you take your hands and run them down the front of your pants, rubbing your cock until your bulge is very pronounced. Your very hard cock hiding in those jeans, needing to be freed. Time stood still as I took you all in. I took a deep breath and my heart began to race as your hand moved down to the zipper. I watched you with hungry eyes as you slowly unzipping it, pulling out your massive cock. Your beautiful master piece of a cock! Your eyes stayed on me as your hand held it. Gliding slowly down your shaft, from the tip all the way down to the base. Your hand sliding over your cock was magic and I was hypnotized. Your hand gripped it tighter as the strokes became harder. I can hear you moan in pleasure with each stroke. You begin to stroke faster with force. I feel you with my eyes and I know you want to cum. Each stroke more calculated than the last. One last stroke and your hand goes straight up to the tip and a trail of cum follows your hand back down. I can see each pulsating jerk and loads of cum spirting from your cock. Rubbing slower over your cum covered cock, you rest. Still pulsating, you rest your hands above the door frame and give out one last sigh of relief. Watching you from a distance in my mind was a pleasure all of my own.

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