The drive seemed extra-long today, back from an extra-long day, on my way to make his day...
Then, he made mine...
His naked body flashed past the bedroom door as I walked down the hallway. I caught my breath for a second... And I then bit my lower lip.
"I love seeing you naked already when I come over." I said, smiling.
"Well, I told ya I would be." He said.
Or at least I thought that's what I thought he said I can't be sure; all I heard was that sexy English accent, my head spun as he spoke. It was hard to focus on anything with his naked body standing before me. I took my time getting undressed, I even folded some of my clothes as I took them off. I wanted to keep listening to him talk about the trip he was taking and watch him walk around; his nice tight body, his cock bounced around and dangled before my eyes, teases me as he walked around. I had no more clothes to take off and suddenly I felt very naked and really cold. I climbed quickly into his bed and pulled the blankets up. He stopped packing and climbed into bed with me. I wanted to touch him so badly, but my hands were ice cold, they always are. Instead of making him pain my icy grip on his fantastic cock, I took his lips. They felt so great and he tasted so good I could have gotten drunk just kissing him, except my lips needed his cock and his cock needed my lips.