Physique

I love outlines, rough drafts and bone structures. First I see the frame and then I fill it with all the rest: a wide chest, firm hands and a big cock. Sometimes I can find myself simply starring at a jaw-line or an exceptionally beautiful bicep. It is hypnotizing. It happened to me yesterday. I sat in a small café next to another person who happened to be a guy and a very good looking one. We made plans to meet up and when I saw him I knew I wouldn't be able to concentrate in just talking. He, on the other hand was in a very chatty mood so I tried to keep up with his flow of words. His sculptured pecs were about to break out from his buttoned shirt and I could see myself getting lost somewhere in between the heart and his incredibly sensitive nipples.

Bare

His smooth & erect cock was staring at me, as if it had a life of its own. I didn’t look at his face, as I knew I wouldn't find anything in there. I kept on ogling his magnificently sculptured dick, a real piece of art linked to a hollow soul. I closed my eyes and took the fragrant male organ in my mouth. I melted it with my tongue and sensed it getting harder inside my throat. I could hear him panting as he stroked my hair, patient yet encouraging. I felt the wetness filling my pussy with uncontrollable yearning but decided to keep on going till I could swallow his sweet outburst.