terrified for a moment, then the terror melts away into something else, they put it in their mouth almost every time. There are the few that fall to their knees the second they see it and shove it there mouth like they have been waiting there whole lives for this moment. My cock is big, not novelty big, but it’s thick and powerful, when it is hard I feel like it is a weapon. I have been told it is perfect for sucking.
My shower is larger than some rooms, it was the first reno project I attempted. There were multiple shower heads, and the tile work was impressive. The water was hot and the steam brought out the smell of the cedar ceiling. Sometimes I think the best part of life is just standing in a hot shower. I made the water hotter as I got used to it. I looked down at my penis and thought about Leah, I imagined her feminine fingers wrapped around it.
The image of her bent over when she took the shot that won the pool game was burnt in my brain. Water fell from my nose and chin, I looked down and watched my cock rise. I wondered if she has ever taken it up the ass, maybe I could be the first. I held my growing cock in my hand. I let this idea swim around my brain while I washed up. I kept thinking about her, with a handful of soap I washed my cock, now totally hard. I was in a daze, half washing half playing. This is all a part of the process, of starting the day and getting rid of this hangover. I let my mind go where it wanted, Leah dominated my thoughts, Louise for a moment, Marjorie made a cameo telling me I was filthy man, briefly I simply thought about myself in the present time fucking my hand in the shower. I stepped out of the water so it was just hitting my back, one hand above my head on a railing and the other stroking my cock. The water flattened all the dark air on my body. Images of Leah filled my head, bent over, smiling, sitting in the car, eating cherries, sucking my balls while I jerked off. I stopped channel surfing in my mind and stayed with the thought of Leah on her knees licking my balls here and now in this steamy shower. Looking up at me pouting, “Are you going to cum for me baby” She said in a soft caring voice and returned to licking my balls while I jerked my cock off hard causing my balls to bounce around, the flat of her tongue hugged them perfectly, gliding her tongue up she looked at me with submissive eyes. I tensed my muscles and came. The first few shots of cum stretched across her face, the next wave left cum half in her mouth and half on her cheek “Mmm, did I do a good job for you” Leah asked while pushing the cum on her cheek into her mouth. My vivid imagination flickered back to reality and I saw my reflection in the glass shower door with my hard cock in my hand. I was pleased with how I looked because I have been hitting the gym. Did I pay the electric bill? I thought to myself, the mind wonders, the coffee must be ready. I shut off the shower and headed downstairs.
I work an hour in the opposite direction of Bonneville in a town called Texada. A medium sized town on the water. It is always daytime in Texada, and always night time in Bonneville, and here in Pender is where I hide.
The coffee I am pouring is almost the last step of the reviving process. The smell of fresh coffee and morning air filled me with life. From my chair I could see Bonneville, there is always a haze above it. It was rare that I would go to the city during the day, but I knew I had to today. I left my bike there and I needed to get money from Frank. Frank was the owner of the Metropolis, he had a habit of not paying and sometimes needed to be reminded. I didn’t foresee any problems but I would bring my blade just in-case, he ran with a dangerous crowd and it’s hard to say what you’re getting into with Frank. The three of us in the band didn’t really need the money, we barely considered it, making sure Frank paid was a matter of principle.
The next hours would be spent doing very little
My shower is larger than some rooms, it was the first reno project I attempted. There were multiple shower heads, and the tile work was impressive. The water was hot and the steam brought out the smell of the cedar ceiling. Sometimes I think the best part of life is just standing in a hot shower. I made the water hotter as I got used to it. I looked down at my penis and thought about Leah, I imagined her feminine fingers wrapped around it.
The image of her bent over when she took the shot that won the pool game was burnt in my brain. Water fell from my nose and chin, I looked down and watched my cock rise. I wondered if she has ever taken it up the ass, maybe I could be the first. I held my growing cock in my hand. I let this idea swim around my brain while I washed up. I kept thinking about her, with a handful of soap I washed my cock, now totally hard. I was in a daze, half washing half playing. This is all a part of the process, of starting the day and getting rid of this hangover. I let my mind go where it wanted, Leah dominated my thoughts, Louise for a moment, Marjorie made a cameo telling me I was filthy man, briefly I simply thought about myself in the present time fucking my hand in the shower. I stepped out of the water so it was just hitting my back, one hand above my head on a railing and the other stroking my cock. The water flattened all the dark air on my body. Images of Leah filled my head, bent over, smiling, sitting in the car, eating cherries, sucking my balls while I jerked off. I stopped channel surfing in my mind and stayed with the thought of Leah on her knees licking my balls here and now in this steamy shower. Looking up at me pouting, “Are you going to cum for me baby” She said in a soft caring voice and returned to licking my balls while I jerked my cock off hard causing my balls to bounce around, the flat of her tongue hugged them perfectly, gliding her tongue up she looked at me with submissive eyes. I tensed my muscles and came. The first few shots of cum stretched across her face, the next wave left cum half in her mouth and half on her cheek “Mmm, did I do a good job for you” Leah asked while pushing the cum on her cheek into her mouth. My vivid imagination flickered back to reality and I saw my reflection in the glass shower door with my hard cock in my hand. I was pleased with how I looked because I have been hitting the gym. Did I pay the electric bill? I thought to myself, the mind wonders, the coffee must be ready. I shut off the shower and headed downstairs.
I work an hour in the opposite direction of Bonneville in a town called Texada. A medium sized town on the water. It is always daytime in Texada, and always night time in Bonneville, and here in Pender is where I hide.
The coffee I am pouring is almost the last step of the reviving process. The smell of fresh coffee and morning air filled me with life. From my chair I could see Bonneville, there is always a haze above it. It was rare that I would go to the city during the day, but I knew I had to today. I left my bike there and I needed to get money from Frank. Frank was the owner of the Metropolis, he had a habit of not paying and sometimes needed to be reminded. I didn’t foresee any problems but I would bring my blade just in-case, he ran with a dangerous crowd and it’s hard to say what you’re getting into with Frank. The three of us in the band didn’t really need the money, we barely considered it, making sure Frank paid was a matter of principle.
The next hours would be spent doing very little
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