HeartBound [Poofless]

Singular Heat [Smut]

I bit my lip staring at the perticular picture, fantasizing about Preston's abs raising and falling with his breathing, passing gentle fingers through his luscious brown hair.

I could feel the heat in my boxers growing furiously at the thoughts in my mind. I layed on my back, pressing a spare pillow over my groin and grinding my hips upward, feeling the friction through my entire member. My mind wandered, and it didnt take long before i saw Preston slowly pulling his shirt over his head with one hand, gently palming himself through his skin tight jeans.

Moaning softly at the friction gaining speed, I felt my member twitch slightly. I finally decided to toss the pillow aside, ripping the blankets off of myself as sweat was already beginning to kiss at my forhead and chest. My loose boxers were no longer so loose, a bump pointing toward the ceiling. Pulling the rim of my boxers down, i felt the slight resist that my boxers gave dissapear, my member slapping my chest immediately.

I reached into my bedside drawer, pulling out a small bottle of lube and putting a few drops of the cold liquid in my hands,rubbing my hands together to warm up the lube before wrapping one palm around the shaft, pumping myself slowly, envisioning Preston's puckered lips trailing along the base of my dick, almost feeling pressure in each envisioned area, making me shiver in my sheets. After a few pumps, i began palming the head, seeing preston flicking hid tougne against me behind my eyelids, innocent eyes peeking up at me.

After a few minutes i found my pace, pumping myself at the image of Preston's lovely lips moving up and down my length. I tried to imagine how he would moan, soft little gasps and grunts against my length.

I could feel my stomach twisting in on itself, moaning to myself as the pressure grew deep within me.

"Oh god.. P-Preston..." I whimpered to myself as I came, covering my hand and chest with my own seed, mentally coating Preston's cheek, chin and upper chest with the white substance. I kept my eyes closed, wishing to view more of my mental show as I saw Preston lick at his chin, still palming at himself through his now even tighter jeans.

I was so deep in my mental fantasy that i gasped as i heard my alarm i had set ring, unwillingly snapping me out of my glorious trance. I picked up my phone with my clean hand, reading the little message that daid "bed time woof, plane in 12 hours!"

I groaned at myself. I always needed to remind myself to sleep; since i use to always forget and run far too close to missing my flights. This time however, my need for reminders snapped me out of the most livid fantasy i've ever had.

I grunted, picking up tissues from my bedside and cleaning up my mess, tossing the tissues in my small trash can under my bed, pulling my blankets back on and rolling to my side, giving the beautiful picture of Preston's cheerful face that is my background one last smile before making sure my alarm was set and closing the screen, dropping my eyelids and hoping with all hope I'd fall into a dream like my fantasy, sexual or cuddly, as long as it was as livid as what i'd just experienced. It didnt take long before sleep took me in.

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Alrighty my pretties, second chapter is finished with some solo action from our flower king. I hope you guys enjoyed, this was my first masturbation smut i've written so constructive criticism is appreciated if you see it's needed.

Have a nice day/night and feel free to like and or comment, its beyond appreciated! <3

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