Missing my playmate and my mind has been on two things.

1# Escaping this mad world for a few hours of pure sexual pleasure

2# All our naughty little messages on what we were going to do to each other.

Got in from riding my road bike last night and jumped in the shower. My body was so cold that I was desperate for the hot water to sooth me.

I washed my very short hair (buzzcut) and as I rinsed, run my soapy hands down my wet slippery skin, cupping my cock and balls, slippery from the soap. They crave attention which I don’t have at home, and it wasn’t long before I was slowly stroking my swelling cock. The hot water flowing down my body and the noise as it hit the shower floor meant I could get away with some fun.

My cock has a nice snug forskin, and as I swell, it naturally starts to peel back, finishing tight around the head. It’s now hard, swollen and begging to be touched. Slow soapy strokes help the blood pump into the veins, the little ridges from them give my cock texture, and I am desperate to watch it slip out of someone, hard and wet from their juices.

I stop stroking to take my balls into my hand and caress them. I can feel the fluid building in them, the pressure it creates and how it makes my mind melt. My animal instinct starts to kick in. I want to breed. I want to fuck. I want to cum so hard, knowing that when I do I’ll be loud, panting, moaning as I release, the cum rushing out of me, leaving me a confused gibbery wreck.

That’s when the pleasure builds. The tingle in my cock that’s saying you’ll soon have that huge muscle spasm that’s called an orgasm. Slow soapy circles across the head of my cock make me twitch, my index finger slowly stroking my tight frenulum….. I can feel it build…..

A little muscle push and I can feel it’s warm wetness on my finger. I look down to see my pre cum oozing out of the tip, dribbling down the shaft before being washed away in the shower. I lick my finger, tasting myself, knowing I’m on the edge. Slow strokes feel even better now with my pre as lube, my cock shining from it as it leaks out with every stroke.

I was so close and that 15 mins of my life were amazing. I’m addicted. It’s pure escapism. I need to fuck. I need to cum…. I need to stop before I do. I love this mad place too much.