Friday’s Good Morning (him)
This morning I opened my eyes, and you weren’t next to me. The palm of my hand reached out for you, but you weren’t there. I hugged your pillow close and took in a long deep breath, holding onto your scent, “time to start the day”. I got out of bed and walked slowly out of the room with thoughts of coffee on my mind and you in my heart, then like a sudden storm I heard it, the sound of running water.
The bathroom is a small space, made even smaller still by the steam from the heat of your shower. I watch your silhouette under the steady pulse of water and decide to step in behind you. I take in the sight of your body all hard lines and control… wet and shining, your hair hanging in small heavy ropes around your face and back. I press a kiss between your shoulder blades and wrap my arms around you, pressing my breasts flush against you, resting my lips against your neck, and we stand that way for a time… quiet, breathless, our hearts beating in unison.
I step back and pour shower gel into the palm of my hand and rub it into a lather, as you stand before me… one hand braced against the wall, water sliding down your body. I knead into your tight muscles, applying pressure with my thumbs. You moan softly and lean into my touch, my fingers skimming over your skin, sliding slowly down your shoulders, backside, then over your legs and back up and around your waist. Embracing you and rubbing my cheek against your skin, again pressing my lips into your neck as my hands slide onto your stomach and up over your chest, pausing to slowly roll your nipples gently between my fingers. As the water from the shower washes my efforts away, you sigh.
My hands slide down between your thighs rubbing the head of your arousal with one while I wrapping my fingers around you with the other, sliding my thumb back and forth across the top and then up and down over that most sensitive area just beneath the head. Damn… you feel like pulsing heated steel. You groan and shift away from my touch, breaking my embrace as you turn around and face me. Our eyes lock as you entwine both your hands with mine and lean in to kiss me… long, sweet and … deep.
I pull away from you to trail kisses over your collar bone, following the flow of the water over your skin. I slide my hands down your sides as I take first one nipple into my mouth sucking on it gently, rubbing my lips over your skin toward the other… scraping it lightly with my teeth, then licking it again to sooth away the small sting. I drop to my knees before you… laying kisses across your stomach and against your thighs.
I feel your body tense under my lips as the rhythm of your breath changes. I dip my head to slide the weight of one ball onto my tongue, rubbing it gently before massaging it lightly with my lips. As I shift to repeat the action with the other weight your shaft bounces and strains before me… begging for attention. I lick my way up slowly up from the base to the tip, pressing an open-mouthed kiss against the soft mushroom… tasting a drop of the beginnings of your seed. As my lips wrap around you, I savor that special flavor of your essence, flicking my tongue quickly over the head making your body shiver in anticipation. I slide my lips down your manhood, enjoying the pulse of you against the back of my throat… sliding up and then back down again… once, twice, three, four. I lose count as my body gives itself over to pleasing you… my nipples hard, moist heat pooled between my thighs as a growl of pleasure escapes you… the sound heavy and low.
Your hands grip my head as I pull back just enough to tease the head, rubbing my tongue over it again and then sucking you down with deep slow strokes, as the length of you jumps between my lips. My heart is racing because… mmm baby, you taste so… good. Your hips buck against me as I flick my tongue over you, milking you, my hand cupping your balls as I take you in deep. I feel the telltale tightening of your body against me… the erratic rhythm of you inside of my mouth and then I am flooded with the flow of your seed.
You grip my head tightly holding it in place as you moan guttural and harsh, riding wave after wave of a long and hard orgasm. I drink you in deep as you shudder, your pleasure filling me, and I’m cumming as I savor the last drops from you. As I pop you out of my mouth I rub my tongue against your head, against the opening… coaxing out the last drops of your release. Your body twitches then slowly relaxes, your hands releasing their hold on me as I lay my head against your thigh, catching my breath and willing my heartbeat to slow down. “Babe” you say, your voice thick and husky. I look up at you, this love of mine and you pull me up wrapping your arms around my waist.
You hug me tightly against you and we stay like that for a time, calming. I shift to look up a you, stretch up on my tip toes and take your beautiful face between my hands. I press a long soft kiss to your forehead, then whisper… “Good morning Daddy”.
– Nova