an apology and a situation
I'm sorry I've been updating so rarely. I don't know if any of my readers are still with me, but hopefully some of you check back, and hopefully some of you use a service that alerts you when a new post is made. Life is getting in the way of art. But here's what happened yesterday evening.
Yesterday evening I felt like being close. I took off my clothes while he took a shower.
We were naked on a blanket on the living room floor. He sat between my legs with his back to my front. I got some lube and reached around to touch his cock. First I just played with it. It grew large in my hand. Then I jacked him off, slow and fast in turn. I liked to feel his cock push back.
I could hear his little sounds so well because my head was so near his. I liked the feeling of being on his back like when we're sleeping on our sides and I curl up on his back. I felt safe and comfortable.
I kept jacking him off, listening to his little sounds, until he muttered that he might come, and then the semen was spurting on me, hot on my hand, and I kept jacking him off until his cock was no longer so erect.
I washed up, and we lay on the floor. He told me how good I made him feel while I masturbated and he touched my nipples. When I came, he held me.
Coming is like a wonderful emergency.