t had been weeks since I'd had chance to play - while of course I'd had my night time privacy, biting my lip while holding off from cuming as long as I could while watching filth on my phone, but I yearned for the chance to dig the toys out of the back of the drawers, and to feel my arse being filled inch by delicious inch. The risks of being caught while my flat-mate was in was just too much to chance. Oh for an ensuite!
A little about myself - I'm a slim, 5'5 guy with more than my fair share of kinks. At the age of 25, I was reasonably independent, but while I had a great job the pay wasn't quite there to be able to get my own place, whether that be renting or my own. I share a nice flat on the outskirts of town with James....a stranger some 6 months ago, but I now consider him a good friend. Not good enough to come "out of the closet, not that my limited experiences with other guys could be classed as being gay. Bi - well yeah....as I'm sure many guys would admit in private who have tried cock, once you've made another man moan & groan with your mouth, that feeling of pure lust as your tongue swirls round a real dick, and mmm god....to feel him explode in your mouth, you just want more and more. To say it was intoxicating would be a total understatement.
So James - I don't so much fancy other men more just their cocks, but if I did then he'd be high up the list. Fit body, great smile with eyes to match, and from what I'd seen of his towel wrapped bulge when he came out of the shower he certainly wouldn't disappoint. The fact that he had very little body hair was another huge plus - I have to shave to keep as smooth as he was.
James had given me the good news over breakfast this morning. Neither of us were the most outgoing of party animals, but he'd said that he was going to be spending the weekend at a friends house giving me the first Saturday night on my own for the best part of 6 weeks. I swear he could have heard my heart start thumping faster as he told me this as my mind raced with filthy thoughts. I played it cool, and joked about missing him and our regular XBox Saturday night sessions. Yeah I know - big kids both.
Saturday morning came round eventually, and after what seemed like an eternity James was off, overnight bag in hand leaving me breathing heavily and wanting to tease myself - not rushing things so that I could eek my fun out for as long as possible. A fresh pot of coffee, a smoke, and I was in the shower, steam filling the room as I took my time removing all hair from my body. The hot water sending shivers through my body as I looked down, leaving myself just a landing strip. I had another way of ensuring that my fun didn't finish too soon as well - I reached up and grabbed my favourite cock cage, and with a little lube I pushed first one, then the other ball through the small plastic hoop, my lil dick joining them before I added the cage and locked it in place. Being more of a grower than a show'er I was able to wear what I think was classed as a micro-cage - not that I was much of a grower, sporting a 5" cut dick, but I did love the feeling of being in chastity.
Totally smooth, body fully moisturised (yeah I know - modern man or what lol), I chucked on a thong and baggy T-shirt and settled in front of the TV to watch some porn in the living room to add to the sexual tension. Through the angled blinds I could see darkness falling, and I poured another glass of red, sparked another smoke, and mellowed as the sound track of sex from the 3 guys in the filth I was watching made my caged cock leak. God.....I wouldn't be able to last long.
I finished my smoke & wine, and I couldn't resist any longer. Into the bedroom, toys onto the bed, lube, poppers, blindfold - ribbed condoms for some of them, and my favourite blueberry flavour for my favourite blowjob dildo. After watching that hot 3some I wanted to spitroast myself - to really go to town. I wasn't quite up to hooking up so if I couldn't have the real thing i was going to spoil myself with my silicon friends!
I'm rather lucky - the way my room is laid out I can stick the toys on the side of one bit of furniture, with another being the perfect distance for my kneeling body to have at the other end. An old camera was also able to be perched so that I could relive my debauchery at my leisure...yeah, I'm a slut hehe.
