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Untitledthis story is part of the FanClub (fm:voyeurism, 591 words)

Author: nycbabe
Added: Feb 24 2008Views / Reads: 1110 / 4 [0%]Story vote: 9.00 (4 votes)
I shouldn't stare, but I can't help it. Very short, but very descriptive.
 


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I am riveted to the spot as he walks into the room. He is fresh from a shower and droplets of water are still visible on his skin. He forgets about being modest as he stands at the mirror and inspects his hair..shiny and wet from its recent brushing. While he is doing this, I am looking at the well-toned muscles on his slender build, all with a sprinkling of dark hair that is both soft and curly. I know this from memory, just as I know every single nook and cranny of his body. From the little beauty mark on his left thigh to the flat stomach that is not affected by too much food or drink, to the cute way he wrinkles his nose when he sees something that annoys him.

My eyes drift to the wide shoulders and his broad chest. How can someone be so perfectly proportioned and think he is nothing special? My eyes go down to the way his hip bones turn in. To me, that is the sexy part of a man's body. Lower still, I gaze at his cock soft and small with the heavy balls hanging beneath them. I am filled with the desire to take that soft cock into my mouth and suck and lick it till it hardens into the 9 inch rod I know so well.

He moves to the dresser and I am still staring as I watch the muscles in his tight ass contract as he pulls out underwear and a t-shirt and some jeans. He turns to see me staring at him and smiles. Instead of dressing, he stands there, hand on cock and begins to stroke himself as I watch. I move closer to touch him but he backs away, and shakes his head. He sits back on the bed, legs spread and continues to stroke ...

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