I awaken with your image in my head. The image of your face is moving away, having just kissed me. I realise my hand is fondling my morning wood.

Oh, my! That feels so good.

Wishing it were your hand, I fondle my sack and begin to stroke slowly, imagining it is you doing it. It tingles along my inner thigh. I sigh a long slow sigh and take in an equally long slow breath. Then another sigh. I let go, so I can do my characteristic sex stretch.

Taking my shaft back in hand, somehow it feels harder than a moment ago. I push the joystick forward towards my feet. I need a good landing.

That feels so good.

Back to stocking. Foreskin rolled back. Touching the tip. Mm, mm, it’s leaking a little. Sliding foreskin up again. Sliding back and taking the leaking lubricant along with it. More tingles. They are urgent tingles.

Every stroke makes more pre-cum leak. Stroking faster. Fondling the sack with the other hand. Thighs apart to let the sack hang free. The pressure builds as the breathing changes.

Wait, not yet. Too soon. Pushing the joystick forward again feels good.

Resuming the stroke. Pre-cum has frothed a little. Longing for your hands on me, I must stroke faster. Pressure is building in my balls as if they want to burst. Steady pace. Tingles are getting stronger as sack contracts. In my mind, I see your smile as you anticipate your reward.

Here it comes. Spurts along my belly. Ahh, relief!

Relaxing again. The only thing missing is you, my beautiful and sexy lover.

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