WELCOME ONE AND ALL TO THE CRYPT OF MORBIUS. A PLACE WHERE ANYTHING GOES AND NOTHING LEGAL IS OFF LIMITS.
ALL I ASK IS THAT YOU LEAVE YOUR INHIBITIONS (AND CLOTHES IF YOU SO DESIRE) AT THE DOOR, STEP INSIDE AND ENJOY THE MANY WONDERFUL SIGHTS, GUARDED BY THE DARKEST OF SOULS, HELD WITHIN
Tuesday is upon us once again so here I am with yet another 200 words to tantalize and tease you. Once you have read mine a few of my friends would love it if you went to see what delights they have for you this week. Thank you
Propping myself up
on my pillows I wrapped my hand around my hard, thanks to yet more
dreams of you, cock and began to masturbate furiously. As I watched
my hand stroking my shaft all I could think about was how it would
feel if it was your soft hand, instead of my rough one, wrapped
around my hardness and I began to wish I was more confident.
The thing was you
had asked to meet me, more than once, but I'd always found myself
making excuses as to why I couldn't, even though I desperately wanted
to. Instead I just carried on dreaming about you, and your hand, as I
continued to masturbate alone.
Lifting my head up I
looked at my cock, as my body began to tremble violently and my balls
tightened in their sac. Loosening my grip slightly I lifted my ass
and stroked my cock as fast as I could, my hand moving almost too
fast to see, until I couldn't hold back any longer.
Gasping your name I
opened my mouth as wide as possible and stared down, at the swollen
head of my shaft, as the first stream of come exploded from the slit
in the end.