Masturbation Monday #9
Welcome to this week’s #MasturbationMonday, a piece of gay erotica, At Last. The inspiration was:
Sometimes even I don’t have words…this is one of those times. I’m really hoping the other writers don’t have a problem finding words.
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At Last – Gay Erotica
I’d been watching Gray for months, dreaming about him; imagining what I’d like him to be doing, how he’d feel, his taste, his scent, and now I couldn’t believe he was here. I’d been having a drink after work, hoping I might see him, not that I’d ever manage to talk to him but just seeing him could make my day. I didn’t see him but decided to have one more drink before going home. I’d just ordered when he’d stepped up behind me at the bar, pressing close as he handed the barmen a twenty saying, “Make it two.” My heart going wild I’d turned smiling and I’d felt him pressing into my hip.
When we’d left the bar, he’d turned to me “You live near by, don’t you?” I nodded, not trusting my voice. He’d taken my hand, “lead the way.” When we got to the door of my building I fumbled for my keys and he released my hand. He cupped my chin, tilting it so I was looking him in the eye. He brushed his thumb over my lips before kissing me; a soft gentle kiss that surprised me. As he pulled back I found myself following, leaning into him.
He smiled. “Do you want me to come in?”
“Yes, I do.” My voice cracked on the last word, and I felt colour rush to my face. I turned away trying to unlock the door but my key no longer seemed to fit the lock. He chuckled, a deep throaty sound that caused my cock to twitch, and his hand covered mine, guiding the key in and turning it.
The door opened, and leaving my keys dangling from the lock I stumbled through. He removed them and let the door close, while I hit the button for the elevator. My heart was beating so loudly I was amazed the whole building couldn’t hear it. The doors opened and I stepped in, turning to look at him. I remembered the way he’d kissed me; the softness of his lips, the way he’d tasted of the whiskey he’d drunk, how his chin was so smooth there’d been almost no friction. I reached up running a finger down his jaw line, and along the curve of his chin, I vaguely wondered if he’d shaved before leaving the office. He caught my hand, kissing the palm, then running the tip of his tongue along my index finger. He let it slip into his mouth, sucking it. His eyes met mine, and I felt my cock twitch again.
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