simon, come play!

I toweled myself off, enjoying the scent of bleach in the white towels. There was the lingering scent of the good lily-of-valley soap I'd used. I roughed my hair up, and then finally, rubbed the towel between my legs, patting the moisture there. I put on just a sheath of a dress, in case anyone would come to the door. No undergarments, of course. My legs feel sleek, toned and shiny as I tuck them under me, settling down to read a novel.

I hear the mower kick on, and I peek out the window, just in time to see you take your shirt off and toss it to the side. It is a sunny and beautiful day and I know you will enjoy the feel of the heat on your skin. You enjoy all your senses, and as I watch your muscles flex and push the mower around the yard, I'm thinking about your physical nature, and how much I love that about you.
Nothing is trivial...it is all to be experienced.

I go to the bedroom and change the sheets. I prop up a couple of pillows and throw some more on the bed for good measure - might come in handy later. I rub a little of your favorite massage oil on my hands and lightly rub it over the sheets behind your head so you will be reminded of our last pleasure as soon as you smell it. I dab a little on myself as well.

Then I settle down to read, but I'm distracted because you look so good from where I am sitting, your torso shining with a bit of sweat above your worn jeans. I wonder if you have anything on under them? I let myself imagine that, for a while and enjoy watching you work. You look like a god, your body is tall and long and lean and ....most edible.

I see you put the mower away and I'm anticipating. You come in the back door, and strip in the mud room, taking off your sweaty clothes and head for the shower. You don't know I've been watching you all this time or what I have in mind for you.

I listen to you in the shower, and I imagine the hot water running down over your beautiful body.
I'd love to come up and start the feast there, but I'll TRY to be patient.... I go to the mud room and I pick up your jeans and I inhale the smell of you....musk and male and sweat and grass.

You come down stairs to where I am at least pretending to read, with just a towel wrapped around your waist. Your body just is incredible to me. The length and fitness of you is perfection to me. You smile, and I offer to get you something to drink - lemonade, what? I bring you your drink. Your towel falls open a bit when you sit, exposing your beautiful male thigh, and I can't wait any more....!

I come over to where you sit, and I grab a bit of hair at the back of your neck, and pull you up towards me. You know from my look better than to resist.
I point towards the bedroom, and you are a willing victim.

As you sit on the bed, I take my one hand and lightly push you back into the pillows in a partially sitting, partially reclining position. I stand in front of you and I slip off my dress and just stand there so you can look at me like I've been looking at you......

I reach over and undo your towel, and I'm pleased to see that you are already nearing your full potential which is amazing no matter how many times I see it...

You want me to sit in your lap. I want to, also. But this one is for you...for all you do for me....

I lay down beside your legs and my hair falls over your thighs. I throw it back over my shoulders and carelessly pin it back a bit because I want you to watch this.

I look into your eyes, and you are looking at me, and as I hold your gaze I slide my tongue from the base of your fully erect, amazingly veined hard post to the top. Just that. A lick. Then another, with more pressure. And another. Finally I take one of my hands and hold you upright. What a beautiful sight to see......I want to take you all right then but I'm going to draw this out.
I lick to the head of your cock and I lick all around the base of the head...it is so hard and shiny it looks like it will explode. You are still watching me...I hold your look as I finally slide my lips down over the head of your penis and start suction....then I use my hand at the base to start sliding up and down the shaft. I let some of my saliva drip down your shaft so there is lots of slippery stuff for my hand to slide on. I have to let go of your eyes now, because I am going to turn around and face the other direction. It is the only way I can do this....I slip my mouth over the head of your cock and while I'm stroking the thick rock hard shaft I let the head of your cock slide down my throat until I have you nearly the whole way in. I can't take you all....but the head gets the pleasure of that tight spot in my throat and as it goes back and forth over that area, your back arches and I hear you encourage me - oh fuck yes, take it all - and then a noise that isn't even a language, but one I understand because you are experiencing the pleasure I so much wanted to give you...

to be continued.