I feigned sleep when Randy slipped out of bed and tiptoed to the bathroom. He pushed the door to, but it didn't latch. I heard him pee and shave. I heard him start the water in the shower and listened to him humming old rock and roll anthems as he bathed. I imagined him sliding the soap over his body and how smooth and slippery it was making him. I began to get aroused. When the water shut off I heard the curtain being pulled aside and knew that he was reaching for a towel. I watched as the bathroom door began to swing open and saw Randy drying his hair.
The mirror was foggy and he was still humming old songs and I watched from the bed as he toweled himself dry. I caught my breath when he bent at the waist to dry his feet and legs. His back was towards me at the time, and I watched as his cheeks spread and his anus winked playfully at me; it was mesmerizing. In front of his beautiful ass his balls dangled between his legs and I thought about how they would taste on my tongue. A hint of soap residue and moist, in my imagination they seemed delicious. I wanted to lick them and take them in my mouth.
His cock hung beyond his balls and I thought about milking his cock while I sucked and licked his testicles and his ass from behind.