Erotic
awakening
The cool morning air
caressing my skin made me wake with a start. Trying to sit up, and
wipe the sleep from my eyes, I found I was unable to and a glance to
each side of the bed soon told me why. For some reason someone must
have broken in during the night, stripped the duvet from my body and
left me naked, exposed and tied to the bed.
Confused I tried to
shout out but no sound came. I began to struggle but noticed the
ropes around my wrist getting tighter, so quickly stopped. Glancing
around I was relieved to see I was alone and definitely in, or at
least on, my own bed.
Lifting my head
another cool breeze brushed over my body, sending a shiver through
me. Glancing toward the window I saw it was shut, just as it had been
when I went to bed, yet the breeze returned. Only this time it felt
as if someone was lightly blowing the end of my cock, causing it to
stiffen rapidly.
Scared I looked down
and watched, in a mixture of fear and erotic fascination, as I saw
the skin on my hard shaft moving back and forth as, whatever it was had woken me slowly stroked my cock until I couldn't hold back
any longer, and eventually exploded across my chest.
©JSMorbius
1 comment:
Oh my. Who did he anger...or turn on? Either way, he's a lucky man. ;)
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