Naughty Nate

Monday, December 3, 2007

At the Top of the Stairs

there's not much of anything on the top floor

the top of the stairs features a dark corner and an entrance to a floor devoid of activity

at the top of those stairs

today

i stood ... fairly quiet. breathing heavily as my belt was unbuckled and my pants were zipped down

my hand reached into my boxer briefs and found growing warmth

i faced the door to floor 5. so far, there was nothing to see. i do suppose, though, it would have been awkward had someone walked by

but what were they going to say?

i leaned against the cool wall. with one hand, i masterfully stroked and massaged until precum was formed.

i used this natural lube to gently treat the head of my cock to a circle of delight

round and round
up and down

feeling the ring and back up

down the shaft again

and back up

and quickly, more quickly

eyes rolling back into head, mind lost in the fantasy of her

the girl on floor 4 who i'd love to meet at the top of the stairs one day

a lunch, perhaps

as i walk away, evidence of my presence dribbles down yellow wall

perhaps it will be seen

perhaps it will dry and go away before the next time someone opens that door

and perhaps next time .... floor 4 and i will leave a combination

but today, i walked away, zipped up, and resumed my day

masturbation monday!

yep, it's here!

Masturbation Monday!

so, go ahead, masturbate. do it in the office, in your car, in the dressing room at the mall.

but masturbate b/c it's monday.

if you want to send me a pic of either you in process ... or something that makes you want to masturbate, that'd be great.

in any case, it's masturbation monday!! :)

Wednesday, October 10, 2007

my favorite shoes

I love these! Who says shoes can't drive a man wild? A straight man!

Wednesday, October 3, 2007

sex with C

her khaki cargo pants and thick belt hit the floor

orange thong hugs a tight, small ass

my hands run under her polo shirt

warm skin meets cool control

she is short, thin, but her hips are amazing and her B size breasts beg to be touched

her hair in a bun exposes soft neck, angling for a touch

my tongue obliges as fingers work her nipples to perfect hardness

pants unzip and cock meets her thigh

fingers pry her open as i thrust in

her deep moan awakens my senses

and i thrust again

one hand on her hips pulling her to me

one hand against toned stomach, up to firm breasts

my hot mouth on her neck and back

teeth grazing

she is mine

all mine

but i'm also hers

lost inside her

forgetting that we are in the back of classroom in a 3rd floor college building

forgetting that just minutes ago i was wrapping up my presentation

forgetting that someone could walk back in

forgetting my next appointment, just 15 minutes from now

all i can think of is her

how she feels, how she moves beneath me

i love her body's response to my touch

i love the instant connection we created

harder now, faster

her hands grip down against the desk

she struggles to muffle a scream as i pull out all the way and then thrust deelpy inside, grinding now, using my hand on her clit

i feel her clamp down, her breathing changes, and i can't hold back, i cum, shoot hard and deep

and then kneel down to taste her, to savor our juices mixed together, to lick each drop of her orgasm, to keep her going

she is heavenly, searing hot, and luscious

now i'm zipped

and i remember her deep brown eyes as she walked in, her clothes, hiding an amazing and small body

her pants back up, thong now gone -- a tragedy of my eagerness to have her -- and she is neat, and ready to meet some friends at the library

the sweat at the small of my back reminds me of our encounter

and we discuss the next time i'll be on campus

the work to do between now and then

and we part ways

a meeting

a night of studying

and an incredible ending to a presentation